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This must stop, whatever is going on between us is very wrong. "Believe to her, then. No one stopping you, in fact, that's what I wanted," I said. He looked confused now. "What? Aliyah, what are you talking about?" I looked him in his eyes. "I want you to hate me, I want you to be mad at me. I want to be bad in your eyes, I don't want you looking at me with love and kindness. I want you to look at me with hatred and disgust. Do you understand me, Henry? Hate me please, just hate me. Walk away from me from now on," I said then turned my back to him.

I hate you I typed, pressing send before shutting my phone off. Lying on my side, I stared into the darkness. I felt… nothing. Not even the usual irritation I used to feel whenever Aaron’s name came up. Just emptiness. “I hate Aaron,” I whispered to myself. Maybe if I repeated it enough, my heart wouldn’t get any ideas. Maybe if I told myself I was only using him to finish my book, it would start to feel true… again. “I hate Aaron.” And that was it. We couldn't be anything more.

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he asked again, his lips leaving my ear and finding the side of my neck, slow and deliberate, tracing a hot line of kisses that left a trail of goosebumps. Say yes. Say yes right now. It’s a complete sentence, one syllable, you’ve said it before, just… “I…” My fingers had found the front of his shirt at some point, and I became aware of this because they were tightening in the fabric and I told them to stop and they didn’t. “I need words,” he murmured against my neck. “Tell me you hate me.” A pause. His lips still on my skin, waiting. “Say you hate me,” he said, “and I’ll stop right now. I’ll walk away. I’ll give you every inch of distance you want.”

“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.

I pursued my lips again, gritting those words out like an unbreakable vows, " I hate you.. that you smile..at another man...but hates..me....Yes..I fucking hate you..Now..I will do something that...you will hate me the most... Since...I can't..be..the man..you love..I want to be..the man that...you hate..the most...I will.. take.. Ryan away... from you.. until... you are..at my mercy... begging.."

His power crackles behind me, and aims for me. And then, I see it. The way her whole body trembles. The way tears fill her eyes, raw and desperate. She looks so afraid. And I hate it. I hate that she is looking at me like this, at him like this. Maybe that’s all I ever need. This hate. And this need to get rid of hate. My whole life…I have been driven by this need to take away everything that hurts the people I care about. I have not grown out of it. I don’t fight for myself. I don’t want to.

Perhaps I should continue to wreak havoc in their lives until there's nothing left of them. More and more angry tears streamed down my face until I could see no more, until I could feel only one thing- madness. "I hate you!" I shouted at him, and just in time, the door opened, and Aiden walked in. AUTHOR’S REMARK: Some steamy chapters are going to come next, so let's support this story, add to your library, and get it to 10k views. I promise to update daily in return. Let's do it…

, I say in a voice that is nothing more than a whisper, a voice that comes from somewhere inside me I had never explored, a child's voice, a voice that is afraid, a voice that hurts, a voice that hopes, a voice that believes, a voice that loves, a voice that says "I hated you, Mom, I hated you, I hated you so strongly, for so long, so deeply, that I forgot who I was, where I came from, where I was going, what I wanted, what I hoped for, what I believed, what I loved, I hated you for having abandoned me, left me, forgotten me, I hated you for not coming back, for not having looked for me, for not having found me, for not having loved me, I hated you for leaving me with Sabrina, with that woma

The stupidly, arrogant bastard. I got my test results back and as expected, I’d failed the test. Now, I have no other choice than to work extra hard to not fail this course. How convenient. My day was going way smoother than I had expected. It had all been roses and sunshine since I stepped out of the house this morning. ~~~~~ “I hate him, I hate every inch of him and now I’m dealing with this predicament because of him!” I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the house and slammed the door shut behind me.