The Universe Hates Me Novels & Stories

Me looking like I’d been caught between a punch and a kiss. And the captions? Don’t even get me started. “Chemistry you can’t fake.” “The comeback of the century?” “When hate looks a little too much like love.” Yeah. Try drinking coffee with that shoved in your face every two seconds. I tossed my phone across the couch and muttered to myself, “God, I need a new life.” But the universe? The universe has a sick sense of humor. Because just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, the intercom buzzed.

I smooth it out now. “Victory,” I say out loud, just to taste her name. I have done this to her. The things we fear the most are always visited upon us; it’s the way of the universe. I rock with her picture, hating Marlowe Geary, hating the Angry Man, and hating myself most of all.

, I say in a voice that is nothing more than a whisper, a voice that comes from somewhere inside me I had never explored, a child's voice, a voice that is afraid, a voice that hurts, a voice that hopes, a voice that believes, a voice that loves, a voice that says "I hated you, Mom, I hated you, I hated you so strongly, for so long, so deeply, that I forgot who I was, where I came from, where I was going, what I wanted, what I hoped for, what I believed, what I loved, I hated you for having abandoned me, left me, forgotten me, I hated you for not coming back, for not having looked for me, for not having found me, for not having loved me, I hated you for leaving me with Sabrina, with that woma

Andrew I was looking outside of my room's window just seeing the wonderful art by nature always makes me happy somehow the big blue sky, the blue ocean, the green mountains, beautiful birds always help me to calm my anger but this time it was not helping me, my anger was just growing inside of me day by day. I never felt so helpless I have everything but still, I can't have her, why? I ask myself that question many times I can't focus on any other thing except her.

Hate me, hate me, tell me how you hate me Tell me how I'm trash and you could easily replace me Tell me that I'm strung out, wasted on the daily Prolly 'cause there's no one around me numbin' all my pain Prolly 'cause there's no umbrella to shield me from all the rain Probably because you're the one playin' the mind games You hate me because I don't let you play no mind games They give me migraines and damage my brain Date me, break me, easily replace me Hopefully you see it clear, hopefully it's HD Bet you wonder why the last few months I've been spacey In your head, I sing And tell me how you hate me, hate me, still tryna replace me Chase me, chase me, tell me how you hate me Erase me, 'ra

I inquire, taking a deep breath so I don't do something I might regret later. "This afternoon, I left and left you alone. I apologize for that, because when you called me 'Will' at that exact moment, I realized the massive mistake I had made." A bitter laugh escapes his throat. "How could I have been so foolish to actually believe the universe was finally playing in my favor, putting the most beautiful and incredible woman I’ve ever known in my path. The universe did play and conspire, but against me—to remind me once again that happiness isn't for me."

At this point I was genuinely starting to wonder if the universe had something personal against me. Like, what exactly did I do? Was it the time I thought I was in love with Jacob? Was it the mafia inheritance? Was it the fact that I once told God I didn’t need anyone and he took that as a challenge? Because whatever it was, the timing of all of this was so spectacularly terrible that I could not even be fully angry yet, I was still somewhere in the part of shock where everything feels slightly unreal, like you’re watching your own life through a very stressful television screen and the remote control is missing.

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"This was just a warning. Tomorrow, the real nightmare begins." The next morning, Antonia’s feet felt heavier with every step she took toward her classroom. When she finally reached the doorway, her movements slowed to a complete crawl. She froze at the threshold, her eyes locking onto the massive whiteboard at the front of the room. Written in thick, aggressive black marker for everyone to see was a malicious, disgusting lie: "The freshie scholar is a fraud. She can only afford this university because an old, rich sugar daddy is supporting her in exchange for her body."

It’s not an act anymore, I hate Alaric Wealth, and I mean this in the most disrespectful and cruel way, ever! Well, that's the thing about my little life. Ordinary until it isn't. One minute I'm playing Candy Crush and balancing it with a cup of coffee, next minute there's a pile of documents for me to deal with, and the craziest of all is Ric's ever-ready snide remarks and ever-ready comebacks.