Novel & Cerita Dream That Everyone Hates Me

I hate crying. “I don’t like it,” I whisper. “I don’t like anyone near you. I don’t like anyone calling you theirs. Because every time they do… it feels like something is being stolen from me.” The words rush out now. Messy. Raw. “I know it’s stupid. I know we’re supposed to be ‘family.’ I know none of this makes sense. But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop wanting you. And I hate myself for it.” There.

Ace kissed me on the cheek. “What I hate very much is a man who makes my feelings go haywire.” I mumbled to myself. This made me hate Ace even more. My body responded to him and I hated it. Like hell I’m going to step into that office again and let him be the boss of me. Never.

Why was I always this unfortunate,I did literally everything to please them ,but yet they could still hate me this much "What have I done to deserve this?'' I yelled , letting out the tears in my eyes . It rained for more than four hours and by the time it stopped it was already dark . Anyone who passed me by at that moment looked at me like a mad person ,I was literally shivering from my knees down . The rain had really done Me dirty . My teeths were closing and I was shaking . I was freezing to death yet no one could help me ,not even a person . Is this how I was supposed to die? I thought about crying . "Valerie Valerie"I heard someone yell so loudly . I knew who that voice belonged to, b

Afterwards, her face hardens as she turns on her heels, leaving me to the quietness of the room. “That's right,” I muttered, taking another sip of the cognac. “You can go to hell. Everyone can go to hell.” I promised myself that no one mattered. They are all here when things are blooming, but right when everything crashes, everyone leaves. That's the harsh reality of this cruel world. ******** I jumped up from the couch with a start, then rubbed my eyes with the back of my palms. I've just had another scary dream, which I don't even understand.

“Won’t be back until tomorrow.” “Okay. That’s okay. We’re here.” They’re all on the floor with me now. Holding me. And I just break. Full ugly crying. Sobbing. The kind that makes it hard to breathe. “They hate me,” I gasp out. “Everyone hates me.” “Not everyone,” Jaxon says. “The board hates me. The internet hates me. Those people outside hate me. And maybe they’re right. Maybe I am—” “Don’t.” Ronan’s voice is hard. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”

Why I am not strong like others? "I'm so sorry. So sorry. So sorry but I couldn't..." I whisper sobbing. "I miss you...I miss you so much. please come back....your honeybee miss you... Please come back no one love me now.... everyone hates me no one loves me .... please come back" I chock and start sobbing. "Honeybee remember I always with you" "Honeybee alwys remember who are you it's ok to be different but it's not ok to hate yourself"

Hate Personified I know he hates me now... But to this extent.... I could have never imagined.... Yesterday I was fired from my job Last night my clothes were literally thrown out of his mansion.. And today I was refused each and every job I interviewed for.... They simply rejected me with one line "You shouldn't have messed with such a powerful person" Sitting on a bench with my suitcase at my feet A sub in my hand And few bucks in my pocket was I Sapphire brown drowning in my tears.

I waited a few minutes before heading to my tent to sleep. ‘Hm, a complicated relationship with his mother. I see he isn’t just a weirdo who likes getting hurt…’ That was the last thought I had before I went to sleep. I didn’t have a good dream at all. I was being choked by another version of myself who was looking at me coldly. The only thing they said was I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU!

I sighed and turned around again and the girl beside me glared at me in frustration. Mouthing a sorry, I quickly closed my eyes and forced my mind to switch off. The music slowed down and I took a deep breath as darkness enveloped my mind and I drifted off to sleep. My dreams were filled with possibilities of life as the king’s mate that should have been a dream, but it quickly became a nightmare. He hated me. He treated me far worse than the slave traders ever did, which meant by the time I woke up in the morning, I had grown to hate the man. I didn’t know him, but I didn’t care. I hated him. No matter what my heart was feeling. My mind was telling me I hated him.

I murmur and he narrows his eyes. "Disgusted? Why would I be disgusted?" "The same reason everyone else is. They scowl, they frown, they murmur and they hate me. Austin especially" I shrug, wincing when I do. I'm still not healed enough to shrug. "That's what your mind is just telling you. You've convinced yourself that everyone hates you due to your own self-hatred, your mind thinks that's what you want to see" he explains. I look away. I've got about five minutes before I can leave. I don't deserve the comfort and the reassurance that Dwayne is giving me. "I heard what he did to you last night. He almost raped you"