The Universe Hates Me Novels & Stories

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

The world said he did. But then why… The building is covered with night. The majority of the employees are home. The office hums with silence. I work late, faking I am working on reports yet my brain is going round and round. The city is glowing in the windows-- Lights in the dark like veins. I should leave, but I can’t. My mind is mangled and dishevelled. Hatred used to be simple. Clear. Sharp. Now it weighs on, is dimmed with uncertainty.

I asked. “Enjoy what?” “Walking into places acting like everyone else is stupid,” I reply. Someone wanted to use the elevator behind us before but quickly changed direction after noticing the atmosphere. Fredrick waits until the hallway quiets again. Then he looks back at me and says,“You care too much about being right, don't you?” The words hit me right away because they are true. And I hate that he figured it out this quickly. “No, you don’t know anything about me,” I deny.

“In your dreams. You are not even close to my type. And you are absolutely the last man on earth I would have married if this stupid arrangement did not exist.” “The feeling,” I said, “is completely mutual. We have established that fact approximately one million times now.” I closed my eyes and pressed the back of my hand over them. “I would not be sharing my room with you if it were not for my grandfather. I am tired. You are giving me a headache. Please stop talking and go to sleep.” The silence that followed lasted about two seconds. “I hate you, Ian Lawson.” The door slammed. I lay in the sudden quiet and stared at the ceiling.

Silence drops between us. My chest tightens. “I can’t just hate him,” I say again, softer now. My vision blurs. I wipe my eyes quickly, but it’s useless. “I feel…” My voice cracks. “I feel so pained. Used. Dumped. Name it—I feel it.” A tear slips down. Then another. “I feel like the universe hates me. Everything I touch… every place I try to find happiness… it just gets destroyed.” “I think I’m cursed,” I choke out. “Like I don’t deserve to be happy. Like I was stupid for even believing that… that we had something.”

This place is very dangerous for me and I can’t afford to anger the spirits that live here and get myself killed. I've passed this place about three times now, I feel anger bubbling up my throat but I tamp it down. I hear my wolf mocking me, I don't know what I did to try moon goddess to deserve a wolf that is against me. Everywhere went silent for a moment and I almost believed the moon goddess took away my wolf already, I would have been so glad. Vlad is probably the only wolf that hates it’s master.

The tiny heartbeat that had once fluttered inside me like a miracle… was gone. And with it, something inside me snapped, tearing a jagged hole straight through my soul. “I hate you…” My voice cracked, nothing but a whisper scraping against the silence. The words weren’t for Natasha—she was long gone. They weren’t even for Sebastian. No, this curse was for everything. For the universe. For the gods who let this happen. For myself, for daring to dream that happiness was possible.

I can write infinity For infinity is in me Why you want me crawl When I can pick up speed Religion hurts me within Religion hurts me all within To culture self To destroy innovation In thought and concept Why should I follow the trend? When I am a human Far above that’s all set Why religion blames me Furious I haven’t for nights slept The pain has drawn my blood Into my life’s bed What should be called a torture I have met I have met Now when I stand strong With some alien support on land

~*JUNE*~ Well... this is a fucking disaster. My life has gone from messy to completely, unbelievably fucked. At this point, the universe seriously needs to cut me a goddamn break. For crying out loud, I’m just a twenty-three-year-old girl trying to survive in this shitty world. Nothing more. Nothing less. Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse than it already is, the universe, in its infinite wisdom, keeps proving me wrong.

I spat out very angry at an Andrew who was surprised at my sudden outburst. " I mean every fucking person in this city knows what is going in in my life,even people are not fucking interested in it" I continue yelling out in frustration also taking note of the fact that I was using the "f" word a whole lot,but I did not seem to care as all I wanted was to vent out to something, hell I wanted to vent out to any fucking thing I could find.