Ten Reasons Why I Hate You Novels & Stories

Yack! I cannot love you for all the reasons there are in the world, Ejay. I cannot. Ever since I met you, you have given me nothing but reason after reason to hate you every single second. And now, I do not just hate you; I detest you with my body, soul, mind, and spirit. I detest you so much. The miseries and mysteries of my life revolve around you, Ejay. You never explained how and where you found me. You do not want me to recover my memory. You do not want me to do anything, not even look for my family. The lives you have killed in front of my eyes prove that you are a murderer. Maybe you are even responsible for what happened to me. Maybe you know where my family is, but you do not want

I whispered, "Why are you doing this to me?" "He loves you." Serena hissed, her lips curling in disgust. "I saw it, out there, just now." Her throat moved. "Dad was going to let four hundred million go because of you!" Her hand tightened around the phone. "I hate it." The words came out fierce and furious. "I have hated it since the beginning and I cannot make it stop." Her eyes came to mine, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Why does everyone always choose you? Why does everyone always want you?" Her voice broke and she pressed her lips together savagely. "I have had everything. My whole life I have had everything and people still..." She stopped. Her chest heaved once. "I hate it. I hate tha

~Daniella~ One thing was for sure, I really hate school. Everyone is fucking annoying here and being with a lot of people isn't one of my favorite thing to do. Especially this crowd. I mean, I wouldn't even be here if my Dad didn't blackmail me that he'd sell Vlacky, my beloved bike for just a hundred dollars. That was a Harley Davidson, man. And I don't even have the power to stop him, I mean he's my Dad and even though I have a bad reputation I still respect him, I may not show it sometime but yeah I do. Like thank you for his sperm and a gorgeous girl was born gracing Earth with her beloved presence.

Indigo burst into laughter, “I will not say it now; I will let you get married to such a powerful figure, and then I will make sure he humiliates you in front of everyone.” “Why are you doing this?” I asked, hoping Indigo would understand. “Why am I doing this?” Indigo asked and I nodded my head, “Finally, I understood you without any translator,” I was glad she could understand what I was trying to say. Indigo stood up, “Why am I doing this?” She took threatening steps close to me, “I hate the sight of you and I can never let you be happy.” I shut my eyes, why does Indigo hate me so much? What did I ever do to her? “This isn't because your trash of a mother destroyed my Mother's marriage; t

I asked and she rolled her eyes. “I don’t think I need a reason. “ She shrugged. “Since I started, I might have well finish what I began. I just hate you. Your personality, the fact that you have so many things I don’t, the way you lie about not being affected by people’s opinion of you. The fact that in people’s mind, you always come before me. I’ve always hated you, and I don’t think that’s ever going to change.” I took a deep breath and hid my shaking hands. “Thanks for telling me and opening my eyes to a lot of things. I’ll make sure I hurt you as much as you have hurt me. Thanks for finally giving me a reason to.” I said, my voice breaking.

“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 don’t care about her , I don’t give two fucks about you and I wish you could just leave me the fuck alone . Your hatred for me runs so deep , more deep than I had ever imagined , you don’t like me , you have never liked me . My presence irritates you to the core , I see the way you act anytime I am close and I see the way you look at me with disgust , you will never get used to me and yet you just can’t let me go . It’s not my fault Nate , it’s not my fault that you hate me , what have I don’t to get all of that hatred from you .

It should be reeking and making me gag. And yet. “yeah. You tell everyone who would listen to you, which is every one, that you hate me. You have made it your goal to hate me, and I still have no idea why you even hated me in the first place before we met. We didn’t know each other.” “do I need a valid reason to make you jump out of this rooftop all by yourself?” “What?” “do I?”

Tears well in my eyes from frustration and anger. Why would she do this to me? She knows how hard I've studied to get into Harvard and now she's taking my dream away from me just like that. “I hate you!” I scream and she snaps her head in my direction which ends their conversation. “What did you just say?!” “I hate you” I repeat, spelling out the words with every syllable “This is exactly why dad left you and you deserve it!” The most painful sting lands across my face as my neck shifts direction to the other side. I hold my cheek on impulse.

So all along… “I don’t just hate you Leigh-Ari. I despise your possible being. I hate the idea of knowing I breathe the same air as you. I hate everything about you.” He spat angrily glaring daggers at me. I just looked up, feeling so inanimate and out of it. I didn’t even know why he hated me so much for crying out loud. “But why? Why do you hate me so much? What have I ever done to you?” I asked with a small tear drizzling down my face. The sight of my tears was like a sweet confection that marinated his anger and hatred, causing him to be even crazier.