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“Love doesn’t make you want to destroy someone, hate does. And do you know the worst type of hate? The one that goes as deep as the love you have for them.” “Sadly, I cannot relate to what you mean. I never loved anyone to the point of hating them. Everyone is the same, when it comes to my emotion board. They are the same with this stir stick.” She waved it in the air for a few seconds and then tossed her stir stick into the trash before she walked out, her heels clicking like perfect punctuation marks on a comprehension passage. The wheels were turning and the war had officially begun. They just needed to wait for them to come back so the full drama can rollout.

I didn't want to think about it, but I felt a hint of guilt. No! I shouldn't feel even a bit of sympathy for him. He deserves those bruises because he disrespected me. Besides, he thinks I'm a bad woman, flirtatious and promiscuous. We watched a basketball game just to mess with the varsity boys and their arrogance. We messed up their lockers and wanted to see their reaction. Because of that, he judged me as promiscuous. I just told him he's a slave, a sex slave. Isn't he just like other men, prioritizing their lower parts over their brains?

Xander said as he burst out fake crying as Jace wrapped his hands around Xander and consoled him. "Oh honey, stop crying. I know It was horrible but the man killed someone. You got to feel nothing but anger for him. He deserves it." Jace said as the cop nodded his head staring at the two hot men seated and being inquired in front of him. The cop was a bit in shock, because in front of him is known CEO of J’s Empire, calling a guy honey. He didn’t know he was gay and that awed me a big. "Listen to your boyfriend, okay. It is okay, I am sorry you were traumatized. It's such a pity a vibrant doctor have to die." The cop said trying to sound cooperate while shaking his head as the paramedics jus

“It was really not hard to put together once Heather told us they were undocumented. Now, the knife and the recording. Where are they?” He looks me in the eye, gauging how serious I am about this. His gaze flickers to Violet and he says, “Are you really going to stand there and let him do this?” “Of course I am. You deserve everything that’s coming to you,” she says and I can almost feel the hatred and resentment rolling off of her. “They’re in the safe upstairs in the bedroom. Combination is 23-08-13,” He tells me. Why do those numbers sound familiar? Once I realize what they are I see red.

I was not entirely successful. The lecture was fine. I retained maybe forty percent of it because the other sixty percent of my brain was occupied with frost blue eyes and a question I had been turning over since yesterday. Whether I was actually going to do it. Whether I was going to take the challenge he had dropped on me right there in my bedroom while his hand was inside me and Jaxon was at the bottom of the stairs. Make him hate me. The idea of it felt ridiculous and also, quietly, terrifying. I was walking the hallway toward my next class with my phone in my hand, checking it for the fourth time since I sat down in my last lecture, when I heard my name.

Not even an angel can change him. Mr. Logan took the documents from the table I threw it at and stared at me before he opened it. After checking each page of the file, he looked up at me. “Can I pay in kind?” He uttered like he really got something to offer. “Your properties will do!” I replied and he shook his head. “Nah! Something else!” He said and my eyes widened. What the fuck? Is he gay too? Holy Moses! “You gay?” I commented more like a question.

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

Mandy ran her eyes over it, then she remembered everything, that was the place they first met, he stared at the first chair she sat in, which was the very same chair, she sat playing with Noor and right there, was where she met with Lauren and his group, the setting is same but the difference is, Noor and Leah are no longer there. "Lauren!" "Yes, I was going to have a contract right here with you back then, Six months, we should go our separate ways, 'cause I don't love you and you don't love me." "No, you hate me." "I couldn't say I hate you, I was just protecting my heart, so I hide under the shadow of hate, let's call what we have as, love in the coat of hate." "What?" "I was jealous, see

I slide onto the bed, cover my computer, and pull the comforter over my head. I hate him. I whisper to myself, a reminder, so I don't forget it next time. Once again, I ignore the echo of my own words in my head. I do so because they don't mirror what I just said. I hate him. I mouth more fiercely. Again, it echoes in my head, and it's not what I just said. I toss and stare at the door, squeeze my eyes, and whisper those words again. Only this time it's not my voice that echoes in my head. It's his. And it makes my skin crawl. With rage. With disdain. Because that's all it can be. That's all it will be. Hate. Aiden. Nothing else. Ever. ****