Novel & Cerita 10 Things I Hate About You Poem Movie

“Is there anything wrong about me? Why can’t you love me? I’ve done everything for you. Is it still not enough?!” She shouted while bursting out of tears, knelt in front of her most loved man who’s holding a gun. You won’t see any trace of pity in his eyes. “You’re talking about being enough? Can’t you wake up from that stupid dream of yours? I don’t and won’t ever love because you are not Rosan!” he answered, causing Victoria to cry again.

One second he was flirting with my grandmother then the next he was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. "Idiot" I mumbled. Of course he wouldn't know why I was trying to kill him. He unknowingly ruined my life. I hated him for it. "I'll see you soon, beautiful." He said, turning back to my grandmother instantly nodded, "Feel free to visit whenever you like. Just don't bring the guns."

I just want to object or just scream dissatisfaction but I just nod. "Okay, but don't work yourself too much. Please come to bed when you get tired, I will be waiting for you," I feel a stream of words flowing but I have to shut it down. The last thing he probably needs is me wasting his time babbling shit. "I am going to miss you," I said before leaning down to kiss his lips. Fuck! I want him! Shit! I pull down my sweatshirt and finally walk out. I hate moments like these.

I asked, trying to defuse the tension in the room. “He's trying to poison us with his so-called masterpiece!” she exclaimed, waving the spatula in the air. “And you won't believe what the bastard said” “What did he say?” “He said he wouldn't create a new recipe if he wanna poison me” she snapped, gashing her teeth in the process. “Can you imagine that?” My brows furrowed as I pretended to be surprised, but the next words that left my mouth made her angrier than she already was.

Lilith’s Pov Everybody clapped as Killian kissed me. I couldn’t even smile. Not after what he whispered to me. Not after those cruel, bitter words sank deep into my chest like thorns. Tears slipped quietly down my cheeks, but I quickly wiped them off, not wanting anyone to see me break. I looked up at him. There was no love in his eyes. Just hatred. Cold, dark hatred. He hated me with every part of him. And deep down, I knew he was going to show it. He was going to be cruel. He meant every word he said.

EVER AGAIN! Her voice shook, but it didn’t break. ‘Your son bullied me all my life in school. He humiliated me. He scared me. He made my school days hell and you can just imagine the hatred I have for him, and you too! You are and irresponsible mother… who can’t even teach her son proper manners and now you stand here to call me a whore? Questioning my dignity?’ She laughed bitterly, letting her tears burn down freely now. ‘Does cruelty run in your blood?’

made Ethan feel bad, saying, “I apologize, Olga. I swear I will not do it again.” He raises both of his fists in an oath while kneeling in front of her. Olga is ecstatic, but she interrupts him right away, stating, “It is best not to kneel. Ethan, it is not your fault. I too am a human with vulnerabilities. We are both driven by our own impulses, which can be misleading." Adding, "Furthermore, we are still too young to distinguish between filial love and romantic love, alright? Now let us leave, and better wish me luck as I also likewise wish for you.”

"I have tried, I’ve had enough patience for your drama, Leah. All you do is sob, curse me, and yell at me. Each time I try to make peace, you cause more havoc. How else do you want me to talk to you?" "I hate you! I hate every word that comes out of your mouth, I hate how you call my name. I hate that you are the father of my kids. I hate that of all places, I had to find work in this awful company. I hate that you breathe the same air as I do. I hate that you took my kids from me. I hate everything about you. I hate you so much!" She staggered a little before collapsing to the floor, just as she finished yelling.

"So as me. I hate you for making me so crazy over you. I hate you for making my heart keep choosing you though you hurt me so much times. I hate you so much." "I hate you too. I hate you for changing the way I treat others. I hate you how you turn my coldness into warmth. I hate you for being you. I hate you too so much. But Heaven knows how much I love you." Now, let me create my own path. And my own plot.

“I hate you.” Three words. Simple. Final. The door slammed behind them. Silence swallowed the room. I stood there alone. Hands shaking. Breathing uneven. I hate you. The words echoed louder than any shout. And for the first time since this whole nightmare began… I felt something colder than anger. Not heartbreak. Not jealousy. Something harder. If she hated me now… Then maybe I didn’t have to hold back anymore.