I Hate My Mom Novels & Stories

I barked angrily. " You will not talk to your mum that way," my dad shouted, and I let out a hysterical laugh. " Why can't i? Or why won't i?, did you all forget that i am the different one among you all, The filthy and useless daughter of the Edwards Family, i am the one who is hated " I paused trying my best not to cry.

I love my Mother so much but times like this I cannot help but to feel annoyed. "Mom, you know damn well how I feel about this. You know that I hate that son of a b—" My Mom cuts me off before I can finish my sentence. "Watch it, young man. He's still your Father." I exhaled tiredly. I hate my Father with passion. He's the reason why the woman I loved used me and killed herself. He is the reason why I'm still living in the past. I spent my whole life doing everything to make him feel proud until I found out what he did and, I blame him for what I become.

"Oh come on, mom.----" Jodi trailed and I noticed right away how her expression show disgust. "Truthfully speaking, at this point, I am no longer sure if I can still call you mom after everything that I found out about you. If there was anything I feel towards you, that is disgust. Thinking that you are my mother was enough to make feel sick." I could sense the hatred behind her words. But what hurt me the most was the fact that she hated calling me her mom. Did this child that I raised and watched to grow up started hating me?

I would hate to have his genes. And my mom, well, she is just too soft-hearted. She wouldn’t hurt a fly. Which is also a telltale sign I am not related to her by blood, because I would love nothing more than to burn this entire pack to the ground. Preferably with everyone except mom and the Luna in it. Morbid, yes, I know.

Mel was looking at mom like she was insane, I knew she wanted to speak but I'm sure she didn't know what to say at this point so she just folded her arms and watched in silence. "But I'm your daughter, I've never done anything wrong to, never not even once, I love you mom!" Tears clouded my eyes and flowed down my cheeks ruining my make up, my mascara had stained my cheeks, I just knew it was ruined. "I hate you!!!! I hate you so much that it hurts, you can not begin to assimilate the amount of hatred I have for you, you need to suffer dear, you almost killed your sister-" "It was an accident and she started it -"

I threw my fork on the table and stood up. “That is no way to talk to your mother!” She spat back and stood up. Everyone stood up. I was in no mood to exchange words with her, I’d loose and I knew it. “I hate you!” I scoffed and ran out of the dinning room. “You don’t mean it!” I heard her yell back. I knew she was right but my ego was too big to accept it. For now, I’ll stick with it. I know I can never hate my mom even if I tried my hardest.

“I. HATE. YOU. I. fucking. hate. you.” Grandma’s eyes widen. “Don’t say that. You don't mean that, my child. Come. Let’s get out of here.” “No.” I shake my head. “I’ve spent my whole life trying not to say it.” I stare straight at my mother. “But I hate you. I really do. You’re the virus in my life. You corrupt everything you touch.” Her face changes. She steps toward me. “You’re just a selfish little girl.” “I am not a little girl.”

Dax added angrily. My mother turned back to me. “Is this what you want? Is this truly what you want?” My mom asked me. I shook my head. “Let’s settle this amicably, Mom. You have to calm down, you both are talking out of anger,” I said. “I hate you, Raven! I hate the day that I gave birth to a disgrace like you! I should have rather killed you!” My mother spat out angrily. I staggered backward, not believing what I had just heard.

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

I screeched, lounging forward to shove the stranger named Mason but my mother held me back. “Oh please, do you really think I’m equally happy to be seeing your face right now? I also don’t ever want to see you again, you’re not only childish and dumb, you’re also very fucking rude!” He shot back at me, both of us doing nothing to mask our dislike and utter hatred for each other. “Oh, if I’m rude, then what are you? You arrogant swine. Why are you here, huh? No one wants you here!” I knew I shouldn’t be hauling insults at him, especially not in a place like this, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop.