I Hate Relationships Novels & Stories

Mikhail said from the door, interrupting my train of thought. I snorted as I rounded my desk. “I don’t do love, brother.” Rough and hard fucking I could do, but count me out of the shenanigans that came with a relationship and love. I had a front-row seat to the train wreck that was my parents’ relationship. I’d be stupid to subject myself to the mercy of another human as my mother had.

I spat, glaring wide-eyed at him, mumbling beneath my breath. “You see, that's the thing... I'm beginning to think you really want more of this hate-love relationship we have going on.” He basically purred into my ears; my skin caught the heat, and it tingled in response. I parted my lips letting out a sigh, relaxing into his arms before finally snapping back to reality “I hate you, Kade. Let it sink. There's no hate, love, or rubbish between us; all we have is hate. And then hate. And then more hate.” I retorted before pulling away from him.

As much as I enjoyed the fact that he was pretty easy going I didn't want to be engaged in anything that had to do with him or his sister, especially relationship wise. "Thanks for being so intuitive but I guess you can also figure once that I have absolutely no affection whatsoever for anything that resembles a relationship right now. I know that I might sound a little bit awkward and things might not be as they seem but you have to trust me when I say that I do not want it."

But the way he watched me as if I was a toddler who was throwing a tantrum before his towering figure. And it only fueled the lava Inside me. As I went to point a finger at him, I swayed and his arms were immediate to hold me. "I won't let you make me break my rules and beliefs. I'm not…" I hiccuped again. "I'm not letting you in, and I won't fall for you ever! You get it? I hate love, I hate relationships! I won't…" My eyes burned with sudden emotions slamming in my chest. "Let you make me weak. So leave me the hell alone! What are you doing here anyway? You should be with that billionaire heiress, Roxanne, not with a girl who only wants money!"

"You have not shown me anything. You have hidden behind contracts and walls and refusals to talk about your past." "Because my past is full of people like Rebecca. People who got hurt in the crossfire of my inability to be what they needed." He moved to the windows, staring out at the city. "I warned you, Hartley. I told you I do not do relationships. I told you I push people away. This is what that looks like. Collateral damage from being involved with someone who does not know how to love." The words hung between us, raw and terrible. "Is that what I am? Collateral damage?"

He pleads. I close my books and look him dead in the eye. “Go ahead.” “I know things have been a bit weird over the past few days and I just…” he runs his hand through his hair in frustration. “I don’t know. I don’t know how to fix it.” “I do. I’m complicated. My life’s a mess and we can’t do this anymore. I don’t know who I was kidding. I told you I couldn’t do this and I can’t. It’s too hard. I’m not this person. I don’t do relationships of any kind. For fucks sake, my mother is an abusive drug addict, my father is hunting me and my best friend died because I pissed off the wrong people. Most of the people in my life don’t even know my real name never mind having a real relationship. Whate

He expressed his feelings repeatedly, but I rejected him every time. Thanks to Mr. Harold, I hate men, I hate the relationship between men and women. If I could choose, I'd rather be single forever. After all, it's been proven that men only think porn-related about women. Like he's been harassing me. For some people, a kiss like that... is natural? But I'm not one of those people. I wasn't prepared for that incident, and it traumatized me, I hate the man! That's all.

There's a twinkle in his eyes as he speaks, and I wonder if he laid a trap for me because he very neatly walked me into that statement and realization. “I'm not the kind of guy that gets into relationships.” I'm not out here looking for a life partner or a soul mate. Other people complicate life unnecessarily, and I'm not interested in any of that mess. Sure, maybe it has worked out for Rico and Blake, but every other instance I've seen doesn't end well for anyone. Even my parents seem to hate each other after all these years together. I think it would be incredibly sad to fall in love with someone, only to find out later that I've come to hate them.

For a moment, I thought he had gone to sleep. “There’s no such thing called love. No one can love another person unconditionally, passionately, and selflessly. It’s a myth. All couples are in a relationship because they need something from each other. A person can only love himself/herself truly. They can do anything to attain their personal gains. Once it’s achieved, they discard the partner like trash and choose a new one. That’s the way of life. So, thanks, I don’t need such complications in my life.” I gaped at him for a minute, trying to absorb what he had just uttered. Were all relationships that selfish?

I managed to say, trying not to show my emotions. “Thinking? About what I just said?” I looked at him and nodded my head slowly, putting up with another smile. “It's fine. I totally understand.” Cameron assured, caressing my shoulder. “You will find a man who loves you so much.” “No! No! No!” I shook my head. “I'll keep on being a single mother. Relationships aren't for me, I don't think any man will love me and even if they do, they don't always last. It's best trying to avoid this heartbreak.” I poured out my mind while fighting hard to prevent the tears in my eyes from falling.