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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.”

“You really hated me.” I turned around, looking at Cas while shaking my head. “You got on my nerves and pissed me off a bunch of times, but I never hated you. Maybe I disliked you, but hating is too strong. My dad used to tell me not to use the word hate with people because it implied you wanted them dead.” “And you don’t want me dead?” Cas joked. “No. But I looked it up online, and he was exaggerating a bit. Hating someone means to feel extreme hostility, though.”

I sobbed, recalling the expression on everyone’s faces. “No one hates you. They’re just disappointed with you, and you will have to earn everyone’s trust.”, he said, wiping my tears again. “Why…why are you … acting … so sweet with… me? Don’t you … hate me already?” “Martin Luther King Jr. once said, ‘Returning hate for hate multiples hate, adding deeper darkness devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, and only love can do that.’ The night when I chose you as my chosen mate, I swear to Moon Goddess that I would bring you the right place by hook or by crook. Because if you were stubborn, then I was stubborn too.”

The hard look in his eyes had me chuckling because it was the same one that he had always paired with the phrase, ‘fuck around and find the fuck out. That question led to some dangerous waters.

I added and watched as he breathed out a laugh after that, making my glare at him get more intense. “Never will I ever let that happen, no matter how bad you want it to, you dumb ass.” He commented and my jaw dropped open in shock while my eyes widened. Did he just call me dumb? “You know what, Shit face? I hate you so much. No one obviously likes you but they all pretend to, and you know why? It’s because you’re such an annoying stupid, asshole and a nonsensical human being!” I yelled and I could tell that he was taken aback by my retort.

He yelled, looking frustrated. "The feeling is mutual!" I said to him with a dead straight serious face. "That was supposed to make you laugh out and say 'you finally caught me, buddy! What was that?' not this, nah! You are taking the words literally which isn't supposed to be so! How hard can it be to laugh at a simple joke? Were you told that if you laugh, you will die or you might lost your respect among the people? Not like the people love or like you or so but… no, don't get me wrong, it not like the people dislike you, I can't talk about hate but they just don't dislike you," he said as length.

“I. Hate. You. I fu.cking hate you. I hate every little thing about you. I hate your smile, I hate your face, I hate your look, I hate your personality. I hate your fu.cking existence. I want you dead.” “Y-you’re joking… right?” A dry, forced chuckle left my lips and my eyes stung at the tears making their way there. “This… This is just… a cruel joke. You don’t really mean… that? I could bear it if you said you betrayed me for money, not because you… you ha…”

Hate. “Wait!”

I'm alright with being the occasional clown . " It's not my fault I'm funny . " Michael pretends to flip his hair . " It's not your fault that you're gay either . " Jace smiles sympathetically . " So what ? There's nothing wrong with being gay . Readers are going to hate you . " " What ? " I asked him with widened eyes . " What ? Did I say something wrong ? " He asked . " You just said ' Readers are going to hate you ' " I remind him .

“... If you know what's good for you, you better stop hanging around us.” “Look. The only thing I hate, well I mean other than you are people who hate on themselves for nothing, which you are doing right now so that makes me hate you even more. Basically, that's a lot of hating but in the end, you get what I mean.” "It's horrible,” he said, staring into the cup. “Yeah I know, I don't like people ridiculing themselves and...” “No I mean your tea, it’s horrible.”