Ten Reasons Why I Hate You Novels & Stories

I say now on the verge of crying. " you are not" I said once again trying to grace in his arms. " I say don't you dare touch me" I shout at him with total anger in my eyes. " I can't believe I actually thought you could change, totally forgetting that adage that said a leopard can't change its spots. You are still the same manipulative bastard thay she were six years ago,and I feel totally disgusted with myself for letting this stupid feelings I have towards you being me right sense of reason. You disgust me!" I say as I felt tears slipping past my eyelids.

I fall at least three times every week on my company's stairs. "Do you need help, Clumsy Nancy?" "Fuck off, Ric!" I hate Alaric, I really hate him. We've been working together for seven years now, but we've never had a real conversation. We hate each other, and we take advantage of each other in negative situations like this. Everyone calls me Nancy, they say I remind them of their childhood show, 'Fancy Nancy'. Ric calls me 'Clumsy Nancy' or 'Clums'. We argue a lot, way too much for normal human beings, and I always get pissed first. Honestly, most times he wins the argument, and I hate him more for it. But at least, I get the most love at work and he gets the opposite due to his offensive,

I continued, baring my thoughts, "Also, I understand your dislike towards me and my people; it is justified. Ordinarily, I do not care about such feelings when it comes to others but you are different. You are Ellen's grandmother and I do not want you to hate me. I'm not asking you to get rid of your past or brush off what my father did to you but for Ellen's sake, I hope you can try not to hate me too much. From what I've heard, my personality sucks, and you might hate me more if you try to like me for me, so don't do that; just do it for Ellen. We will spend the rest of our lives together, and with the thick hate hanging between us, it could get a bit uncomfortable for her later on. I know

“You damned bastard, what do you think of yourself? Look at yourself. Who would want to marry you? You are just a…robot, who only talk and do what is in your program, you have nothing like a man who all girl wants, Even if you were the only man in the world, I would still not choose you, you bloody dog face!!!" Angry and red-faced she was still not done. "And now I'm done with you. I was simply joking to your dad cause you always do what you want, you never care what others want, you selfish bastard; you are always arrogant and rude; you need a lesson. But you always make me feel low and belittle and judge about my character. I QUIT”

Crystal looked at her through the mirror. However, Ariadne didn't respond. "Why did you return, Ariadne?" "It's my home town, Crystal. Shouldn't I return?" Ariadne matched her glare. "Then why did you leave?" "I don't think I need to explain anything to you." Ariadne fixed her lipstick. "Don't try to be smart. If you have returned for Xander, forget it. He hates you, and will never love you. We will marry soon." Crystal blurted out, enraged, causing Ariadne to pause.

I hate you, because I hurt you. I hate you, because you give me the access to hurt you. I hate myself more, because I hate you so much to hurt you. I hate you, because you make me hate myself for hating you so much to hurt you. I hate you, because anger is everywhere, It owns me, runs through every of my damn cells whenever ever we cross paths. Why? Because you give me mixed feelings. I hate you, yet you're everywhere.

he yells back at me "That’s it!!! I have had it with you! Every time this ‘I am yours, I am yours, I am yours.’ I AM NOT FUCKING YOURS! You don't OWN me. The only thing you do is make my life a living hell. Don’t you have a heart? You can’t tell me deep down in your heart you feel nothing, not even a little pity for what you do to me. First, you stop me from having even one friend during my entire high school years, even though we were not even classmates. But you made sure I had no-one even after you left. Now you want me to end my relationship with the only friend I have ever made in my life because according to you, William is a bad person. Please, Please, just this once tell me why you h

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My family did the same. “Not how this works, Alicia – your rules, remember. Now answer my former question. Why the hate?” Fates, how do I answer that one? I exhale and relax back into the couch, pondering how to answer. “My father has always hated the mere fact that I exist. I’ve been thrust upon him as a reminder of the mistake he made, one that almost cost him his title, and the consequences he had been forced to endure since. I hate him because of what he did to my mother, what he did to my grandfather, what he did to me and what he’s threatening to do to my little brother.”

But then I saw a light, and I lived in it. Maybe one would ask why I still don't hate myself despite all my despair. I have many reasons to hate myself. I am not perfect and will never be perfect. I am boring, my life was a mess, and my childhood was a lie. I didn't live a beautiful or even normal life. But c'mon, you can give me 1000 reasons to hate, but I have one good reason to love. This is me. This is who I was meant to be. If I give up, will there be success in my district now? I stated my flaws, but I still don't hate myself. After all, I stand with God in saying that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.