I Love You So Much That I Hate You Novels & Stories

"Then you came back and treated me as if I was just an ordinary person to you. I was so mad. So mad I began to hate you so much more. Do you know how much it hurt me? I hate how you always forget important things. I hate how you easily forgot our first kiss. I hate how you forgot the promise you told me when we were kids. I hate that you're just always following the orders of my dad and not yourself. I hate that you're letting yourself be controlled all the time. I hate... I hate that my father had to force you to marry me and that you agreed to it not because you want it but because it was my dad's order." "I hate you. I hate you for doing gentle things to me and changing my views about you

I can even act like a moron if that's what she wants. "I know, but I don't care. As long as I can have you by my side..." "HA! Truly pathetic!" She sneered. "WILL YOU STOP SAYING THAT? DO YOU THINK I WANT TO ACT LIKE THIS? YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU!" I snapped. "LOVE? DO YOU CALL THIS A FUCKING LOVE? THIS ISN'T LOVE! YOU JUST WANT TO HAVE SOMEONE IN YOUR PATHETIC AND LONELY LIFE!" "YOU KNOW WHAT? You're more pathetic than I am. You labeled yourself as someone strong but your nothing!"

"The man who loves to hate me." And his hatred has become my fixation, a twisted allure I'm powerless to resist.

“Fuckin’ shame, baby. I’d make it good for you.” “I hate you so much right now.”

“I hate you.” “Good.” He twisted his wrist on the upstroke and my knees buckled. “I hate you too. I hate how much I need this. I hate that I cannot stop thinking about filling you up every single night. I hate that you are the only thing that makes me feel alive anymore.”

I fully accepted my fate. "What's your fascination with this guy? I've never seen you act like this about anyone. In fact, I have never seen you like anyone," Melissa commented. "He is not just a guy. He used to be my best friend, and I lost him because I was selfish and stupid. He loved me, and I bullied him. So now he hates me," I said. Despair tore at my heart when I thought about the things I put him through. "He doesn't hate you anymore, don't worry," Melissa patted me on the back.

I'm feeling conflicted right now, I mean, I completely understand her concerns, but my conscience won't let me send that man away just like that. Monique moved closer to me, leaned forward and placed her hands on my shoulders. “Babygirl, it's great that you're a kind soul, but it's super great to be ruthless sometimes” she said. Thinking deep about her words, I tried to find the ruthlessness in me, but unfortunately, the harder I tried to find it, the more I couldn't see it. “He must leave” her voice is now calm. Taking a deep breath, I shrugged her hands off my shoulders and got up. “I'm sorry, Moni, but I can't send him away”

‘‘Because, he hates me too much, he hates me more than the devil himself, his hate for me is so fierce that I think it can ignite a wild forest fire,’’ I breathed. ‘‘Exactly, that is very off, look here, if I really hated you, hated you to the moon and back, and never wanted to see you do anything, whether good or bad, I would take my precious time, attention and energy, to show you how much I hate you, I would use it on the people I love, if I really hated you , I wouldn’t care to remind you about it everyday or follow you around to prove it to you, unless, unless I mean,’’ she added.

Not even if the damn world was burning to ash around us. His breath hitched, and then he said it—words that broke something in me even as they kept me tethered to him. “I hate you. I hate you so fucking much it hurts. But I also love you so much that I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to—” I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t need buts. I slammed my lips onto his, cutting off the words before they could slip out of his lips. All I needed to know was that he still loved me. That in the middle of all the hate and pain, there was love strong enough to hold him here with me.

I hate myself right now. I hate everyone!