I Hate My Family Novels & Stories

"I hate all of you! Ever since she went missing, you've all treated me like I'm nothing! Like I'm poison! Mother won't even look at me! My brothers and sister avoid me! The only one who cares is Father, and even he looks at me sometimes like he wishes I was her instead!" She was hysterical now, her words tumbling out in a rush of pain and resentment. "I've tried so hard to make you all love me! To make you see me as family! But nothing works! Nothing is ever good enough! And now you bring in some stranger and treat her better than you've ever treated me!" She turned and glared at me with such hatred that I actually stepped back. "This is your fault!" she spat. "If you hadn't come here, if Mo

"Jesus, Corian. They’re your family and they are acting like you already passed out. Doesn’t this mean anything to you?" I leaned back. "My family hates me. I wasn’t a great husband. Or father. Never gave Victoria more than wealth and a cold bed." Harvey slammed his palm on the table. “Oh, come on, Corian! They hate you for something that was never your fault. Sure you are not perfect, but you protect them like the damn military. And now what? They’re stealing from you? Like vultures picking at the hand that feeds them!” I shrugged. "They can have it all." Doesn’t matter to me.

I shallowed hard and then found my voice “Mr. Jones, Isaac means nothing to me and I’m no longer family with you. can you stop blaming me for his mistakes? The same way you broke our engagement, go and tell him to stop coming to see me. I ‘ve never even once sort him out.” “You….” He clenched his fist irritably, clearly not impressed by my answer. I didn’t mean to be rude to him but he gave me no choice. I had to fire back. I didn’t want to let them all step on me when I was innocent. Not any single one of them cared that I was shot. All that they were after was their own selfish needs. I hate that I was ever part of that family, I hate that I trusted them with my life and I fucking hate it

“You might not share the same blood as your supposed cousin. I don't think family members hate themselves this much.” “Then you haven't seen many families. They are nothing to write home about.” “I want a big family, and I hope they would love themselves right.” “I don't care about having a big family. I want to live. These people drive me crazy. It's bad enough that I have to deal with that reality every day.” “Do you hate it that much?” “It irritates me.” “I thought you were planning a family with the new guy you met.” “Don't get me started. It turns out my ex isn't all that and was having fun. The guy has someone else in his mind. I got played. But it was good while it lasted.”

Is that why he's secretly this whole other being we haven't met? Despite my feelings... I never wanted 'home' to blow up like this. I would never wish bad things on good pack members. Family most of all. I believed family was thick like blood. But I don't know anyone I'm actually related to. I lived in the same house as them and they're all so different from who I thought they were. Which makes me hate them even more. They hate their lives and won't do anything to change it. I don't want to live like this anymore.

Why do I have to get a Stepbrother? Why does my stupid mother have to get married, to be honest, I hate this family stuff, I see it as an illusion, nothing more. I loved being alone, I don't want a family and a stepbrother, it freaking sucks, I just want to be all myself, the word love is fucking fake.

The fact that I was free from her crazy family really amuses me , I didn’t want to see their goddamn disgusting faces ever again . The fact that those stupid grandparents of mine never loved me and all that they had ever done was to make sure that they got to be with their stupid words , it wasn’t my fault that my mom was a slut and had me while she was still a teenager , I don’t see reasons why anyone should be blamed for that , but those stupid family of mine hated me , they hated me and my existence and I know that most times they wish that I died with my family too , I knew that they didn’t like , she could never hide the hate that they had for me , I didn’t know why they always acted th

"You already know. Mom left me when I was thirteen. She had me with that other man she actually loved. And the fact it hurts me and hits me so much that, that asshole won over her own son. All after that, when things turned ugly and bad after she left, dad ended up hating even the sight of me he never wanted to see me. Or talk to me. For whole straight many years. Because I was not his son. I was an abomination. A pain in his ass. Someone who will leave this family's reputation bad and ugly. A dirty taint. So he use to lock me in a room and leave me there for days when there were public opening of the family. That was when my own family betrayed me and left me to die never even asking for me

“And why? Why would you want to pull your own family under the rug? Why would you even want to team up with anyone and why would you want to team up with someone like me to be specific?” The desperation on her features morphed into something dark, and she leaned back, her lips slightly twitching. “Because I hate my father and his family. They treated my mother like shit when she was alive and practically drove her to her death and now, they are trying to do the same thing to me.

She cuddled closely, showing her concern for me. “I hate that family so much. They keep reminding me that they brought me into this world, expecting me to own up to them for every thing! God, I wish they would all just sleep and never wake up,” she said, letting go off me and falling back into bed, with her arms wide spread. And here I thought I went overboard with my own wish. “The hate is deep. I get you.” “That man and his parents have been nothing but pain to me for years. So greedy and selfish,” she sighed, swaying her head.