Hated Novels & Stories

Must be! He deeply hates nosy people with a burning passion as much as he hates anything that is related to wedding. Yeah, he was being unreasonable, some people say. That fúcking failed marriage proposal not only caused him to lost his sexual appetite, but also an irrational and unbridled antipathy for wedding.

panimula nito kasabay ng mataman na pagtitig sa kanya. “What about it? Ikinagalit ng lolo mo, hindi ba? He hated me more because of what I did.” “Yes, he’s mad. But I don’t think he hates you, Laica. That word might be a superlative to what he feels. M-Maaaring... hindi niya lang nagustuhan ang ginawa mo.”

“After that, I’ll stop.” Ilang segundo niya akong tinitigan bago malalim na napabuntong-hininga. “I hate this,” bulong niya habang pinapahid ang mukha niya. “I really hate how much you love that man.” Bahagya akong natawa. “Me too.”

“Sometimes I love her but I always hate her. What I felt is ambivalent. Do you know that word? A person can love and hate it parents at the same time. Hindi ko naman mahal ang nanay ko. I hate her because she abondone us. I just respect her as a human with feelings.” “Ang gulo ng mga sagot mo. Sabi mo kanina mahal mo ang mga magulang mo kasi nandiyan na talaga iyan pagkapanganak mo. Tapos ngayon sasabihin mo sa akin na you hate your mother. Ang mix signals mo,” medyo inis na sabi ko sa kanya.

Kahit na ilang beses ko na naman iyong narinig at alam na alam ko na, masakit pa rin. “I just w-want to… help.” “And that's why I hated you more.” His voice broke. “I hated that I thought you understood me. I hated you for deciding for what's best for me and my mother kahit wala naman kayong papel sa buhay namin! And I hated you even more because… I know to myself that even if I loathe you… you're still my peace. Galit na galit ako sa iyo dahil alam ko sa sarili kong ikaw lang din ang makakapawi ng galit na binuo at inalagaan ko!”

“Last night, you said you don’t hate me anymore. But do you like me now?” Sinuri niya ng tingin ang anyo ni Cayson, hinanap doon ang sinseridad nitong malaman ang kaniyang sagot. Subalit hindi niya iyon makita. Pakiramdam niya ay tila nagtatanong lang ito kung ano ang paborito niyang ulam. He looked like he didn’t really care. So why give him an honest answer? “Yeah, I don’t hate you anymore. But I still don’t like you.”

“Shane?” Tumango lang ako at hindi nagsalita sa kanya. Nagulat ako nang may tumulong luha sa mga mata niya. “B-bakit?” tinakpan niya ang mga mata niya gamit ang braso at bigla nalang mas lumakas ang iyak niya. “Bakit? Bakit ikaw pa?” “W-what?” “I… I hate you so much, Shane. I hate you.” Pagak akong napangiti. I know. I know how much you hates me. Matagal mo nang ipinaparamdam sa akin.

Malamang mapapansin niya talaga iyon dahil nga kanina pa kami napapasulyap sa isa't isa. "Yeaahh!" Napatingin kami ni Charleston kay Zarrah at doon napansin kong wala si Dion sa tabi niya. Muli kaming napatingin sa stage at doon nakita namin si Dion na may hawak na mic, na tila ba kakanta. Saglit pa ay tumugtog ang banda at natigilan ako sa kantang kakantahin niya. Intro pa lang ng kanta ay biglang bumalot sa akin ang kaba. Kung hindi ako nagkakamali, kanta iyon ng Def Leppard, na When Love and Hate Collide. Minsan ko nang narinig ang kantang iyon, at pakiramdam ko ay nababalot iyon ng saya at lungkot na sadyang noon ay hindi ko maintindihan.

The thing I like the most about our university is that we don't have classes every Monday. So we have like an extra day for us to rest. Di kami masyadong nakaka-relate sa 'I hate Mondays'. But we do have a day that we all hated: Tuesday. Noon ay hindi ko naman hate ang Tuesday. It was a just a normal school day for me. But after this semester started, I developed a hate towards Tuesdays. "Parang ayokong pumasok," I murmured as I went out of my room. Gising na si Love and Faith and they're already eating. Pansin kong tapos nang maligo si Faith while nakapantulog pa si Love.

Love is really mysterious at kung kayo talaga ang nakalaan para sa isa’t-isa, anumang galit, malulusaw dahil kayo ang itinadhana. The more you hate, the more you love…ikanga sa mga favorite motto natin sa slumbook. And I am guilty without a doubt that the man I grew to hate, is the man that I will love until forever. I am Hyacinth Faith Segovia-Mediavilla, leaving you with a peaceful and happy heart that is now free from all the pain and burden, and is now ready to face a new life ahead!