The Ten Things I Hate About You Poem の小説・ストーリー

Finally the voices start to fade away. Dr Ann said it was all in my imagination that people don’t actually despise me. That they had their own problems to worry about and “wouldn’t waste so much of their thoughts on you” but I was right. I was right all along. Everyone hates me….everyone hates me….everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me.

I hate you so much because you make me feel things that make me hate myself. My lips quivers as I struggle to breath. You can stop thinking about the shitbag, all he ever did was being extra mean to you. I hate you so much because you make me want you from just the way you breath.. oh, fuck! Stop fucking thinking about him! I scream my insides out and halt, inhaling and exhaling violently with a sharp pain that feels like knives piercing it's way down my throat and my legs trembles out of being overly used. Who even said you look like a female?

"Then you came back and treated me as if I was just an ordinary person to you. I was so mad. So mad I began to hate you so much more. Do you know how much it hurt me? I hate how you always forget important things. I hate how you easily forgot our first kiss. I hate how you forgot the promise you told me when we were kids. I hate that you're just always following the orders of my dad and not yourself. I hate that you're letting yourself be controlled all the time. I hate... I hate that my father had to force you to marry me and that you agreed to it not because you want it but because it was my dad's order." "I hate you. I hate you for doing gentle things to me and changing my views about you

VICTOR There are exactly two things I fucking hate: turning into a beast every night and arguing with my father. And honestly, I’d take turning into a beast over arguing with my father any time. Because that man loves to be right, and he will not stop the argument until he’s right.

"What's the matter with you? Why are you acting this way?" What is this girl thinking? "Aren't you heartless to him? Sha, why is your heart numb for Kian?" Why am I angry with that man? Well, I despise rich people; I'm just angry! "Don't find out, Jannah; you might cry if you do. How did our quiz turn out? It's his fault I didn't get in because of that arrogant man. Nah, let's just go to the canteen. I'm starving."

"You see that woman happens to have but one son, I am the only child of my mother and we've been very close from day one. She loves checking up on me and that's all! I really think you should stop making these assumptions in your head because mother really likes you alot and I'm sure that she is transferring all the love she has for me to you . If you keep on behaving this way you would only end up being in an enimity with her and I'm sure you wouldn't want that. You know mother is a very soft and kind-hearted woman, but at the same time if she happens to hate you, you would really regret it. So I think whatever thing going through your head you should try and keep it calm , learn to love th

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

Lilith’s Pov Everybody clapped as Killian kissed me. I couldn’t even smile. Not after what he whispered to me. Not after those cruel, bitter words sank deep into my chest like thorns. Tears slipped quietly down my cheeks, but I quickly wiped them off, not wanting anyone to see me break. I looked up at him. There was no love in his eyes. Just hatred. Cold, dark hatred. He hated me with every part of him. And deep down, I knew he was going to show it. He was going to be cruel. He meant every word he said.

his words snapped me out of my thoughts, and with teary eyes, I looked his way, and our eyes locked. He held so much emotion in his eyes, but the ones that stood out vividly were pain and hate. He was in pain for the death of Elisa, and I could feel his pain just by looking into his eyes. But why couldn’t he feel the same for me? “You have ten seconds to decide, or I’ll decide for you,” he threatened. “I didn’t do it. I swear it wasn’t me. Why can’t you believe me?” I pleaded. “Five, four, three, two…”

Listening. Her words cut deeper than he expected. Later That Night... Grayson stood alone in his study, staring out at the rain cascading down the glass wall of windows. He hated this. He hated how wrong everything felt since their kiss. Since her. He hated that he could still taste her. Still feel the way she’d trembled in his arms. "She's just the nanny." That was what he told himself. Over. And over. But when he closed his eyes, all he saw was her defiant stare... her softness with Lily... her fire when she fought back.