Either Hated Or Ignored Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Used me completely. Left without looking back." The words arrived flatter than the reality they described. That was intentional. The flat version was the version I had made available for the rare occasions when a partial explanation was required. It contained the facts without the edges. Without the specific weight of what completely had actually meant. The engagement. The pregnancy that had not existed. The fifty thousand dollars. The bankruptcy papers signed alone in a car. "I'm sorry," she said. "Don't be," I said. "It made me who I am."

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”

There was a look of pleasure on my lips as I did this, I wish Trace hadn’t heard me. Until I reached the last chorus of shake it off, I was still grinding and jumping on the soft bed. I just feel like going back to childhood, doing nothing else and nothing else to worry about. I wish I was just a kid ever. [Last chorus: Yeah, he players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate (Haters gonna hate) Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

A night had changed everything about him in my eyes, from a gentleman to a pathetic man, it was a true journey of hatred. I totally ignored him and put some juice in the glass because if I wouldn’t, I might end up killing him for molesting me. “Hey, where’s my juice?” I ignored him again. “Are you even listening to me?” I kept ignoring him until he snatched the glass before I could grab it and drank all of it. He was testing my patience really badly.

No matter where we go, she'll always want to listen to this playlist. “'Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off…hoo-hoo-hoo”

Chapter 53: The Painting (So much hatred) "How dare you!" I yelled in frustration, I was beginning to begining to hate the man's gut, I never knew he had so much hatred for our race, and the fact that despite all my yelling, they were all acting as if they can't hear or see me, maybe they can't see me, but they can hear me right? I was screaming my lungs out and no one asked who it was or gave me a glance, they must be really deaf or something, I mean how could they...

Take your eyes off of me so I can leave I'm far too ashamed to do it with you watching me This is never-ending, we have been here before But I can't stay this time 'cause I don't love you anymore Please, stay where you are Don't come any closer Don't try to change my mind I'm being cruel to be kind I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated Ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me You have given me something that I can't live without You mustn't underestimate that when you are in doubt But I don't want to carry on like everything is fine The longer we ignore it, the more we will fight Please,

Listening. Her words cut deeper than he expected. Later That Night... Grayson stood alone in his study, staring out at the rain cascading down the glass wall of windows. He hated this. He hated how wrong everything felt since their kiss. Since her. He hated that he could still taste her. Still feel the way she’d trembled in his arms. "She's just the nanny." That was what he told himself. Over. And over. But when he closed his eyes, all he saw was her defiant stare... her softness with Lily... her fire when she fought back.

I saw nothing! "La lalala la lalala la la la la!" Yup, I'm in a great mood! Nothing's wrong with me...I didn't see a certain freak... "Oi! You ignoring me!" *body freezes Are you for real god? What's up with him now! I turn around with an awkward look... "Nope! Why will I ignore you!" Yes, you damn right! I'm ignoring you...and you know why! Because I hate you! "Do you hate me?"

What if someone planned this? What if this is punishment? I rub my hands together. Cold. It's always cold lately. He notices. He always notices. He slides his pinky toward mine. Just slightly. Barely touching. But enough. Enough to say: I’m here. Enough to say: you’re not alone. Enough to say everything without words. “Remember when we hated each other?” I whisper. He scoffs. “We were idiots.” “You called me spoiled.” “You called me heartless.”