The Hating Game Parents Guide Novels & Stories

She yelled at herself for even entertaining the thoughts of those 'two young, hot, stunning guys with bodies any woman would drool over' kissing & touching alover her from head to toe. She pounded her fist on the dashboard. Why was she being cursed like this? She could never care for one of these creatures.....and to actually love them, no fucking way! She even had issues trusting her own kind much less a dog man that would constantly remind her of the filthy son-of-a-bitches that had mutilated her parents. But they weren't the ones that had done that. She shouldn't hate them all for what had happened years ago. Why couldn't she let it go?

She tried to hushed her. "I don’t know why did you even mention his name? I’m trying to live my life the way I want! And he’s not a part of it.” She was on the brink of her sanity. “Stop before you regret it!” She warned her. “He's never around, mom! Can’t you see it? I'm telling you he's cheating on you since Penny is born and--" She was cut off by her mother's slap. Penelope was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, terrified by her mother's action. Though she was in her freshmen year of high school she still had a sensitive heart.

He retorts, breathing hard, and I clenched my teeth embarrassed. "Again!!!" Jessica and Mirabelle chorused immediately I got home. I always met them at my doorstep when there was trouble. "My daughter almost died trying to run!" Mirabelle wailed, annoyed, as Thelma ran from me to her mother. She heard her tight, scared. "What were you thinking?" She pressed. "I was just trying to help" "Awesome by almost sending some kids to their grave!" She mocked and headed to her apartment, while Jessica just shook her head. What was she going to say now.

Kendrick was entertained by the conversation between the mother and daughter. After clearing his throat, he stepped closer. "How do you feel about him, Little Girl? Will you hate him? He is a bad person who has ignored you and left your mother to struggle alone," he shrugged as if he didn't care about it. Summer was pensive. She didn't realize that her mother was nervously waiting for her answer. "Mommy said, hating other people is not a good thing. So, I won't hate him. I will only be angry and give him a severe punishment," Summer nodded while putting her hands on her hips.

One minute she was yelling at the top of her voice and another minute, she was crying. "I hate you because you ruined my family. I hate you because you killed my dad. I hate you because you put mom in that state. I hate you because you turned my life upside down. You ruined everything!" She shouted. "I want you to feel the pain of losing someone you love too," she added, breathing heavily, turning to look at me. "What? Why are you staring at me this way? Are you surprised? Never seen a lady cry or say that she 'hates you'? Bigger jerk." The corner of her lip rose slightly.

I used to think the only problems we would have to face would be getting through Roman's manipulative tactics but now, his father is an absolute anti fan of mine, how does one fight that? "Lindsey..." Mom starts and the tone of her voice makes me look up at her. "I just want to warn you to be careful with your heart. You know he is not like us, his family...." She shakes her head as if searching for the right word to describe my boyfriend's family that won't offend me, she doesn't have to. I know they are nothing like us. "I know, Mom" I nod to show my understanding. Mom studies me again as she says, "Just make sure you don't fall in love with him unless you're sure he or the relationship wo

Peter wasn’t just suspicious. He was spying. Threatening. Watching. “He thinks we’re getting too close,” Liam says. “And if he proves it, my parents will use it against me.” “So what are we supposed to do?” I ask. “Pretend.” “Pretend?” “Pretend we don’t care.” My chest aches. “That’s worse.” “I know.” We stand there. Breathing. Hurting. So close our arms almost touch. But not touching. Like touching might explode everything.

I began gently, “sometimes people leave because they think it’s what’s best. But that doesn’t mean they care as much as they should.” Her brow furrowed as she tried to make sense of my words. “Does that mean I shouldn’t love her?” she asked, her voice small. “No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “Never. You should love her, Miracle. She’s your mother, and that’s a bond no one can break.” Her eyes searched mine, and I saw the conflict within her. “But… should I hate her?” “Never hate,” I whispered firmly. “Hating someone only hurts you, not them. You’re too kind, too special for that.”

“Alright, Mommy. I will wait for you inside.” When it was only the two of us, I asked, “Mom. I get that you hate Drake so much.” “I could not forgive him. No one divorces anyone in our family just like that,” she spat. “I will punish him for dishonoring our family like that.” She clenched her fist. “Mom. I understand that you hated him so much, but please don’t say anything bad in front of my son. He loved his Dad so much.” “I don’t care. My hate towards that bastard ran deep. I will make him suffer for what he did to our family.”

She denied and he frowned. "You shouldn't bother other people..." "Why?" He whined. "Because your mommy hates that man!" Jessica entered the kitchen and rolled her eyes. "Jessica!" Serenity warned her. "Mommy, what is hate?" Arthur asked innocently and Serenity glared at her. "Nothing, Go and play with Leo. He has new toys for you." Serenity ruffled his hair and he ran out. "I'll ask Leo what hate means" He said while running out.