Cameron 10 Things I Hate Novels & Stories

It’s not an act anymore, I hate Alaric Wealth, and I mean this in the most disrespectful and cruel way, ever! Well, that's the thing about my little life. Ordinary until it isn't. One minute I'm playing Candy Crush and balancing it with a cup of coffee, next minute there's a pile of documents for me to deal with, and the craziest of all is Ric's ever-ready snide remarks and ever-ready comebacks.

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 hear him shout at me,not failing to hide the fact that he wad beginning to get frustrated about my present reaction. " ohh what the hell do you want me to do Williams" I suddenly say why flaring up,not being able hold the pent frustration in me anymore. "I mean,the only thing I do perfectly is chase those who love me far away from me" I continue as I took a pause to catch my breath,as I felt like if I continued to go on I would not be able to breath freely. " look what I did with you,and also Nessa, just thinking about my fucking self,a total asshole" I say while exhaling heavily feeling totally angry at myself.

A divorce was absolutely impossible. But if they didn't divorce, this matter would become a sharp knife in their daily arguments. He understood Margie's personality too well. She would nag about it for the rest of her life. Not to mention something so serious! He could hear her mention this at home every day. She would remind him that he had once betrayed her and this family. Didn't he have an affair because of her temper? Cameron was hesitating, and he was also finding excuses for himself. "Cameron, speak! Do you know what I hate the most? What I hate the most is that you don't speak when you do something wrong.

she frowned. "It's your fault" he accused. "What? How?" "You are the reason I started smoking." "How?" "I was hurt too much by you and I decided to pick up the one thing you hate, so that you will be angry when you see me" he smiled. Sasha was stunned, "how did you know I hate smokers?"

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

"He could have chosen any human. Why Cameron?" "Cameron harbors grudges, resentment, and hatred for the world, and his hands are stained with the blood of those he was supposed to love and be loved by. He is the ideal body to possess. If I had visited him even once, I would have realized something was wrong, but I didn't. "I thought I was helping, but I ended up making things worse." Rhys' fists were clenched, and he stared into nothing, hatred and anger burning in his eyes.

Camelia said, standing in front of Cameron and I “The camps and I never get along,” I said as we continued our way "Really, why is this?" Cameron asked I stuttered a little as I recalled my disgusting memories of the camp, when I was ten years old, the room I slept in was burnt down by idiots, and when I was twelve I was standing on a cliff and I fell from a height of 15 meters and it was the curse that pushed me, and you don't even wonder how I am on Alive now because I can't tell you, my God I hate camps so much.... 14

“I saw his comment under your post. The ‘wow’ one.” “Oh,” I said. “Yeah. Classic big-brother energy.” “He’s not my real brother.” I nodded. “Still. That kind of thing messes with your head.” Cameron shrugged. “I’m tired of hiding parts of myself to make other people comfortable. I want to be mad about the things that matter. Not about people knowing who I care about.” I stared at him. “Okay. That was hot.” He side-eyed me. “I’m trying to be vulnerable here.”