Hatred Mga Nobela at Kwento

WARNING MATURED CONTENT R-18 (READ YOUR OWN RISK) –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Nakaramdam ako ng kaba. Napaangat naman ako ng tingin kay Anus at lalo akong kinabahan ng makita kong kanina pa pala ako nito tinititigan. Tila naduduling na ako sa'min titigan at ramdam ko naman ang paglapit ng mukha niya sa mukha ko. At naramdaman ko na lang na may dumpi sa'kin labi na mainit at malambot kong. Napapikit ang akin mata.

Alalayan ito sa pagmo-move on lalo na dahil alam niyang sarado na ang kaso ni Adrian. Ni hindi niya naisip na ipakilala ang sarili dito o ang koneksyon niya sa lalaking hinahanap nito. It’s less complicated that way. And seeing the hate list that she wrote and her plans for revenge told him one thing: she’s the type who easily shut people out of her life once she labeled them as enemy. Without even knowing it, that time, he’s scared to be without her. He doesn’t want her to see him as her enemy.

nag aalalang anas ko Hinawakan niya naman ang mga kamay ko. "Hindi lang ako ang nasaktan kung hindi pati ikaw. Don't invalidate your feelings, hindi laging ako lang ang iisipin mo sa lahat ng bagay, dapat ay pareho tayo. Ilang buwan na ang lumipas ng mawala siya sa atin and I want to move on and start our life without anger and hatred."

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.

I bit my lips as I clenched my fists in anger and fear. "This is what harassment means, Zoe. A man force you without you noticing it, they will just go straight to you and will give their best to trap you. And this thing will never happen. Know the difference, dahil wala akong balak na gahasahin ka... so stop acting like I'm going to do it if I had a chance, cause never in my life will I do that stupidity. Remember, I hate this setup and marriage! So why would I like to make love with you? Use your brain, hindi puro kabubohan at kadungisan ang pinapairal ng utak mo!" mabibigat ang hinanga niya nang bumulong siya sa akin , halatang galit na galit siya... Pagkatapos niyang sabihin iyon ay wal

Hindi ito magiging puno ng lambing, pangako, at matatamis na salita. It's going to be filled with anger, with silence. Ng mga bagong sugat na maaaring mas masakit pa kaysa sa mga nauna. But—It is still a chance. Minsan na siyang naging tanga. Minsang naging duwag. Minsan na siyang tumakbo sa takot, iniwang wasak ang taong mahal niya. That's not going to happen again. The determination that enveloped her whole being was so strong, she almost laughed.

Pilit siyang tumawa. Ramdam ko ang sakit na nararamdaman niya. Hatred. Disappointment. Pain. “I was born like this, Helena. I can't be perfect in your eyes. I can't give a perfect life and future to the both of you.”

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…”

dahil sa tahimik niyang pagsang-ayon kay Lauren sa mga ilusyon nito't paninirang puri. I love fiercely... so I also hate with the same intensity. Ang galit ang naging dipensa ko sa sakit na nararamdaman. Ang pagtanggi, ang pagkamuhi, ang pag-iwas at pagsumpa kay Primo ang naging paraan ko para patatagin ang puso ko. Now, I have nothing left in me... but hate. But is it really hate? Do I really hate him?

Naintriga ako kung anong nangyayari kaya lumapit ako para makita kung ano ang pinagtitinginan ng mga tao pero ilang segundo lang ay pinagsisihan ko iyon. ‘Matheo…’ Isip ko habang tinitingan ang mga taong naglalakad papasok ng building. Kumabog ang puso ko hindi dahil sa kaba, kundi dahil sa galit na muli na namang lumitaw. No, it’s not anger anymore, it’s loathing and hatred. The feeling felt so overwhelming na hindi ko mapigilang maikuyom ang kamay ko.