Novel & Cerita Just Say You Hate Me

“Tell me again how much you hate me. Go on. Convince yourself.” “God, I hate you,” I whispered into the empty room, my voice shaking, breaking on the words as if they were glass shards in my mouth. “I hate you so much.” I rocked forward slightly, hugging my knees tighter to my chest, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. But the words felt hollow, even to me. Because beneath the hatred, there was something else—something dark and twisted that I couldn’t name, couldn’t admit. It was like a poison seeping into my veins, slow and insidious, making my skin flush anew just thinking about it.

He was already kneeling, but seeing his daughter turning red from lack of air defeated him completely. “I know you are angry, but you won’t gain anything from your revenge. Hatred will only burn you from inside, and even if you avenge your sister, it will not give you peace. We can talk this out, son. You can re-open the case and even get Ziniya arrested, but what you are doing—” ​ Kabir cut him off. “Hatred is too small a word for what I feel for your daughter. She took more than my sister that day. Death would not give justice for her crime.”

“You think that you’re so great just because you’re rich? Do you think that you can buy everything in this world just because you have money? Let me tell you, I don’t need any conditions. You will never be able to make up for the harm that you have done to me nor alleviate my hatred for you no matter what conditions you give me! “I hate you!”

“Keep saying that, Hannah but you love me” I scoffed. What’s wrong with him? “You are so out of your senses” “Oh so you think you hate me?” he smirked. “Of course. I know” He came closer and I looked at him. Okay, don’t cry and don’t break down. Be strong and tell him straight on his face that you hate him. He looked in my eyes aftercoming close.I noticed his eyes were as beautiful as ever-- Shut up. “You hate me?” I took a deep breath. “Yes”

“I know you probably hate me for everything we did to you.” “I don’t hate you,” I say, maybe a little too quickly. “Well, if you don’t, then you must despise me. I get it if you don’t want to be friends again. But I have to tell you this before you hear it from someone else…”

You know what , you shut that disgusting mouth of yours , you do not have the right to talk to me in that manner . And if I don’t Noah , what are you going to do , are you going to hit me or show me the monster that you are . You know what , I am done playing it cool , I am done playing these nice games with you. I hate you , I fucking hate you with my motherfucking life, you lied to me , you decived me , you made me think that there was us and there was absolutely nothing . Did you really think that if you told me that you didn’t want the relationship anymore and it was Olivia that you wanted , do you think that I would be mad for your truth.

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

I’m so stupid. “It’s alright—” “No, it’s not, and I know I’ve just given you more reason to hate me. I didn’t—” “Who said I hate you?”

Hatred. "Let's get a divorce."

"You claim to hate me and wish I never existed, so why brush off the opportunity when it presented itself?" Sean was hesitant as he intently stared into her soul through her eyes. "Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!"