Hating Novels & Stories

Sagot niya na tila nagyayabang. Gusto kong sampalin ang mayabang na lalake na ito ngunit kailangan kong kontrolin baka I-rape niya pa ako, mukha kasi siyang drug addict. "Well, I am not marrying you and I don't care about the fact that your mother liked me and my parents wanting it. I can be hell selfish and I always get away from the things I don't like. Stop the car I'm now here."

Ganito pa lang ay nasasaktan at nahihirapan na siya. She hate Gideon,dahil sa sitwasyon nila ngayon ay ipinapadama talaga nito na pangalawa lang siya. "I hate you bigtime Gideon, pinapababa mo ang tingin ko sa aking sarili! I hate this feeling... pakiramdam na maging kabit!"mariin niyang anas mula isipan habang tahimik sa pagkain.

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.

Na ako parin talaga simula noon. "Ssshhh... tama na yan. Hanggang ngayon sobra mo paring iyakin," he whispered, rubbing my head. "Go away! I hate you!" I squirmed, shaking my head off. "The more you hate the more you love." Tingnan niyo? I just went into moping at my own stupidity tapos mang-aasar naman siya? "The more you hate the more you hate," I retorted. "You know what's the exact definition of hate?"

"Ahm." "Bakit? He looks like he cares so much about you." Hustzy eyes is full of curiosity, para siyang batang walang kamuwang muwang sa mundo kaya gustong gusto niyang malaman ang lahat. "Maybe he really does care about me, pero mas nangingibabaw pa rin ang pagkamuhi." Hate is really a strong word. Before, I would describe his feeling as annoyed. But I just heard it from his mouth that he hates me.

Gusto kong umiyak sa dami ng emosyong nakikita ko sa kanya, pero pinipigilan ko ang sarili ko na bumigay. “I hate you… because you didn’t deny it. I hate you… because you didn’t blame me. I hate you because you know I hate you, yet here you are, standing in front of me. I hate everything about you—your existence, your name, your lies, your games… But this hatred in my mind… it stays there. What’s in my heart, though, is something entirely different,” lintanya ko, nakatitig pa rin sa kanyang mga mata. “I hate you…”

“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.

Gusto kong tanungin kung anong ibig niyang sabihin pero nangingibabaw ang galit sa puso ko. I hate him. I really hate him. Galit ako sa kaniya, hindi lang dahil sinisiraan niya ang best friend ko sa iba, kung hindi dahil hindi niya magawang irespeto ang sarili niyang kapatid sa harapan ng ibang taong dapat ay iginagalang siya.

Pagpaparinig nito sa kapatid saka na umalis. Kami ulit ang naiwan tatlo, ako, si Mr. CEO at yung Heider nga. "Nasaan na nga kasi tayo?" Nagkibit balikat ako sakanya. "Basta wag kang sobrang magalit sa isang tao. There's only a thin line between hate and love." Hindi ko alam pero kinabahan ako sa sinabi n'ya. Nanatili akong nakikinig kahit ang totoo ay parang gusto ko nalang tumakbo paalis. "Hinay-hinay. Wag mong idahilan na kailan palang kayo nagkakilala. Wala kasing oras yan at panahon, biglaan nalang." Bakit parang ang daming alam ng isang to? "Sobrang galit mo, baka magising ka isang araw na galit ka pala dahil... hindi mo magawang aminin ang totoo mong nararamdaman. Wag masyadong magalit

But after all those times seeing him with my sister, hate started to form above all my misery. I told him not to choose me. Pero unti-unti akong nagagalit habang tumatagal dahil ipinapakita niya pa sa akin kung gaano ako kamali sa mga desisyon ko. I am mad at myself but anger is towards him is just starting to arose with all the hate. I hate him. I still love him. I am mad. Why can't my love for him just go away? "I...hate...you..." mas madiin ko pang sambit. "