Novel & Cerita Ten Reasons Why I Hate You

I hate crying. “I don’t like it,” I whisper. “I don’t like anyone near you. I don’t like anyone calling you theirs. Because every time they do… it feels like something is being stolen from me.” The words rush out now. Messy. Raw. “I know it’s stupid. I know we’re supposed to be ‘family.’ I know none of this makes sense. But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop wanting you. And I hate myself for it.” There.

Then he pointed to our side, "Or is it because he or she hates the person he/she left?" I was stunned. The first reason was definitely my perspective. I hate myself ... That's why I wanted to leave the person I love.

She continued coldly, "Do you know what Yuna said when I asked her what her biggest wish was? She told me that as long as she could divorce you and completely disappear from your life, she'd be satisfied." Chester's eyes widened in disbelief when he heard this. Vivi's eyes were filled with hatred and ridicule. "Haven't you always considered yourself an amazing person, Mr. Ford? Tell me why exactly she said that then." Chester simply felt a splitting headache coming on. A chill spread throughout his body, reaching down to his bone marrow. He couldn't stop himself from shaking. I had asked him on more than one occasion, "If you hate me, Chester, then why did you marry me back then?"

"Why are you doing this to me? Drake tell me what I did to you that was so bad that you have hated me from the moment we met?" He had started making my life miserable all the way from middle school, but I couldn't remember what I ever did to him to deserve such long lasting hatred. The smirk that was on his face twisted up. "You want to know why I hate you?" Well at least he wasn't denying the fact, but why did it sting so badly? "When it's simple…" he said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "And that reason makes me hate you even more everyday I see you, whenever I see you walking , talking or even laughing it infuriates me because of that reason…"

I hated myself but why can't I just hate him too? .

My voice sounded weak to my ears. The whole time the three of us just kept arguing about Harper, we never dissected the real reason why I hated him so much. Or was it just playful banter?! I always thought the reasons I had in my mind to hate him were plausible and practical. "Zara, why do you hate Harper?" Why did I hate him? The answer had always been clear to me. My sister's heartbreak was one of the biggest reasons but when she, being the victim, didn't have any grudge against him, who was I to hate him as the third party?

he affirmed. Anastasia gazed at him with bewilderment. "Hate can never be replaced by love. You hate me because I did not fulfill the wish of your late friend and I hate you because you did not let me answer the call of my father. These two reasons are enough for us to be in a hateful relationship," Anastasia proclaimed, peering into his eyes.

, he shrugged taking the bowl and flour. "Why are you hating it for No reason? You should have a reason to hate it right? When it's the best thing I had tasted?Chocolates tastes so good babe..huh?", I asked him again. "Why do you hate me?", He asked raising his eyebrows which caught me off guard. "You hate me for no reason. Especially when I look this handsome and hot", his answer made me think. Why do I hate him? I have a reason. Because he is a jerk.

When I arrived home, I explained everything to my parents and they let me off easily, saying that they understood why I was home late, Now, I'm in my bed, can't sleep because of a certain someone. Why am I hurting? Why did I hate him so much? Then I realize something, I was so angry because he was ignoring me, and the best way to stay in contact with him was to hate him. At first, I didn't know why. It was a huge blank space, and if it was a test, I'll be failing my ass. And now I know why. It's not because I like Reed Edward Langston, It's because I love Reed Edward Langston.

She glared at me one last time and left reluctantly. If one didn't know better, they'd think Funmbi was the one whose position and crush I snatched. I really didn't understand her exaggerated hate for me. I had never offended her. But then going through this life and even at my age, I've learnt that some people are going to keep hating you whether you offended them or not. Some people will hate simply because you're richer or prettier, they can hate simply because you're breathing. People even hate for no reason at all. Some people will always hate no matter how much you try to please them. As long as they think you do not deserve what you have or you're too lucky, they'll keep hating. And g