Novel & Cerita Ten Reasons Why I Hate You

I know I can’t hate you and I know that if I don’t hate you I will hate myself. You made me have nightmares, you traumatized me, you put me in a dark position that I can not even begin to describe and you know what hurts more is when I think about that horrible memory, all the good memories I shared with you fade away like it was nothing and just like that I begin to feel hatred for myself because no matter how I try I can not hate you even though you are the reason behind my ten years of miseries.

I rapped, turning my door knob. "It's not what you think" she said. "Please I want to be alone…say sorry on my behalf to Mirabelle…it just a misunderstanding!" I concluded and slammed the door at her. If things wasn't going to work out here, then I would behave like though I don't exist. I was getting tired of the complaints about me. I wonder what gossip would turn up now about me. Why was I just seeing destruction anywhere I was? It pissed me off sometimes and when I try to tell people about that, it would turn to something else. I could even tell what would happen to people I was close to and yet, it was rare to believe me even if it comes into fruition, and it happened that only Jessica

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

He asked. "Yes. I dislike her now. Tho I don't hate her, but I still dislike her a lot. She is the main reason why I was so weak, why I felt lonely, why I was alone, why I was always so weak, why people looked down on me, why I was always hated by a lot of people who don't even know me. She is the reason for all the bad things that have ever happened to me, so I don't want her back in my life."

I hate you because you make me remember a memory I try so much to forget! "I hate you because you took away all the care my precious daughter would have received from her father. I hate you because you made my daughter share her father with you! I hate you for coming into this world! I hate you because you share the same blood with my husband! And most of all, I hate you for being so disobedient and ungrateful! "Even though you are not my daughter, I still worked hard to raise you to such an age and now you treat me with no atom of respect. You're such an ingrate!

He is good, but not like he never got angry with me. He drove back and we reached our house. As I reached inside, he asked me. "Why did you say that to Xander?" Huh? He knows? "uh.." "Tell me" "B-Because you hate him" I said. "And.. I don't really believe in love after what happened with you and also after my long unrequited love" "Three reasons?" he asked. I nodded my head. "I don't think all are equally important. Tell me, it's mainly because of me, right?"

Steve's burning eyes bore into hers, and the weight of his words hung heavily in the air. "I so fucking hate you," Steve seethed, his anger palpable. "Because of you, my every loved one is getting away from me, only because of you." But his words didn't reach her ear as she was not in her full senses. She couldn't feel her lower part as they were numb by his harsh and ruthless thrusts.

Andera's pov Number 47. I should hate Thane for how he stood back and watched as Melissa made me hand wash her clothes. Number 48. I should hate Thane because of how he stood me up when I asked him to lunch on our first marriage anniversary Number 49. ... I dropped my pen on the desk. My mind had suddenly gone blank. That was strange, the last time I did this; writing all the reasons why I should hate Thane. I could have sworn I had written nearly five hundred reasons. Now I'm stuck at forty-eight.

Why I am not strong like others? "I'm so sorry. So sorry. So sorry but I couldn't..." I whisper sobbing. "I miss you...I miss you so much. please come back....your honeybee miss you... Please come back no one love me now.... everyone hates me no one loves me .... please come back" I chock and start sobbing. "Honeybee remember I always with you" "Honeybee alwys remember who are you it's ok to be different but it's not ok to hate yourself"

"Ethan—" "I hate you for leaving. I hate you for lying. I hate you for making me love you. I hate you for making me need you. I hate you for making me want you. I hate you for making me depend on you. I hate you for making me vulnerable. I hate you for making me weak." "Then stop. Stop loving me. Stop needing me. Stop wanting me. Stop depending on me. Stop being vulnerable. Stop being weak."