The Universe Hates Me Novels & Stories

I wish you would break both your legs while falling off your horse. “You win, take your trophy.” I said, before walking defeatedly into the inner rooms. I hated everything at that moment. I hated my life. I hated the world. I hated the universe. I hated my dad. I hated my dead mother for dying in the first place. I hated Naomi for falling for my dad. I hated Aldrich for coming into my life the way he did. The only thing I didn't hate at that moment was the baby in my stomach, or the one I might have lost, I don't know.

“Tell me again how much you hate me. Go on. Convince yourself.” “God, I hate you,” I whispered into the empty room, my voice shaking, breaking on the words as if they were glass shards in my mouth. “I hate you so much.” I rocked forward slightly, hugging my knees tighter to my chest, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. But the words felt hollow, even to me. Because beneath the hatred, there was something else—something dark and twisted that I couldn’t name, couldn’t admit. It was like a poison seeping into my veins, slow and insidious, making my skin flush anew just thinking about it.

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴 𝘮𝘦!!!

everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me. I clean myself up and walk back to my office, I’m tired of living this life. My father hated me, my mother hated me, aunt Clara tolerates me, my employees despise me, the rest of my family couldn’t care less about me, I have no friends or comrades, I’m alone so alone.

Uranus anger was fueled by the fact that once again his family was standing against him, "You will not be able to stop the destruction of the realm loved so much by all of you. None of you can see that the realm of misfits is killing us and our realm." "No, you idiot, it is bringing new blood to our kind and making a new type of god. One that can live betwixt the realms without working to keep their identity a secret." Gaia explained to him. "We do not need new blood, you stupid woman. They are diluting our blood and destroying our powers." Uranus screamed and continued screaming, "We are a joke to them. They do not idolize us. They do not pray to us. They think they are better than us."

Because of course the boy who once called me useless for not letting him break my virginity would call me now after it had been broken, shattered, absolutely annihilated by a man three times filthier and ten times thicker. Because the universe hated me. And Marcus? Marcus was about to find out just how not useless I’d become.

My room was sound proofed so I was sure the sounds wouldn’t be escaping these four walls. I hate Asher Smith! I hate him with every depth of me. I am never going to forgive him for putting me through this. My shoulders shook heavily as the tears kept coming nonstop, it feels like there is no end to this. I hate this world I am living in.

I always will. For a long time, I would sob from frustration. My heart would squeeze, feeling hopeless, feeling as if the world wants to see me fall. The universe hates me, I would think to myself, the universe wants me gone. If only Harrison wasn't who he is. If he was someone no one cared about, someone irrelevant, then maybe I would get justice, but he's not. I can scream and cry about how unfair it is, but that world is exactly that. Every day someone gets the short end of the stick in life, and that day it was me. There will always be someone who has it worse, there will always be a shorter end.

I feel so much hate for this world. These bastards just ruined the once innocent girl I was. I am becoming someone else. Maybe, I think I like this version of myself more. "

“I love you, we can still make this work, I just don't like seeing you with him.” I stared at him. “Who I stand next to isn't your business anymore.” I shook my head. “And don't tell me you love me, you don't cheat on someone you love. You don’t let another woman humiliate someone you love. And you definitely don’t stand there and call someone you love a whore.” “Leave me alone.” His hope shattered. “Don’t call me. Don’t text me. Don’t wait outside my classes. Don’t corner me in hallways like this.”