Why Do You Hate Me Jonaxx Novels & Stories

“He doesn’t like being touched.” Jonah looks confused. “Since when?” “Since always,” Liam snaps. I yank my arm from Jonah gently. “I can speak for myself.” Liam’s jaw works, but he steps back. Jonah leans close and says, “Is he always like this?” “Only with me,” I say. Liam hears it. I know he does. His eyes flare with something like hurt, quickly replaced by anger. “I’m not doing this tonight,” Liam says. “Not with him.”

“Let me help you to your room. We can talk about this when you’re sober.” “Don’t want your help,” he said, pushing my hand away with more force than necessary. “Don’t want you acting like you care when tomorrow you’ll be back to hating me for trying to keep you safe.” “I don’t hate you,” I said, my voice cracking. “Jaxon, I don’t—” “Yes, you do,” he interrupted, stumbling backward. “You hate me for being like your father. You hate me for not being Maddox. You hate me for giving a damn whether you live or die.”

It’s delicious. Johnathan stretches out on his lounger and sighs. “You are still angry at me.” “Yes,” I say. “Hm-hm. Is that fair?” “No. Is it fair that you hate Kahn for helping me?” He chuckles softly. “I don’t hate Kahn. I don’t like him. Big difference. I don’t blame you. People feel what they feel. I just want you to stop and think for a moment. I'm aware that you don’t know me that well yet, but do you have any reason to believe I’ll mess around with a fucking teenager?”

Enjoying the show. "I hate you, Jaxx," I hissed into the empty room, my nails digging into my palms until I felt the sting of broken skin. The pain was welcome, something real to focus on. "I hate you so much for making me feel safe again. For making me believe I could trust someone. For making me hope."

He was deeply hurt. “ Because of you, I…I hated my Phoenix and rejected her the first time I found out she was a stripper. I kept on insulting, hurting, and belittling her every fucking day for something she didn’t even have a hand in. And despite everything she did, despite how far she went to protect me, I still hated her and it’s all because of the hate you cultivated inside me! “ Phoenix couldn’t hold back her tears anymore and she let them fall freely. So Axion hated her because of this?

Only Jonas showed a look of contempt as he said disdainfully, “Pfft, you are all exaggerating. You’re all really addicted to being lackeys! You only know how to flatter people brainlessly!” Hank was unhappy and replied immediately, “That’s still better than you! You only know how to hate on people brainlessly!” “I’m just stating the facts!” “Stating the facts?” Hank sneered. “I think you’re just stubborn. If you have the ability, don’t eat it even if you were to die of thirst. I actually think that's still not cruel enough for you!” Jonas had a disdainful expression as he said, “Pfft, I don’t care.”

I added further as they closed the door behind them. "There is this guy, his name is Jaxon . I will give you all the information later." I began. "I tried to end his life days ago, when we met but he got away." I still hated the fact that I didn't pull the knife on him, like I wanted. "So why do you hate this guy?" Storm asked, blowing smoke in the air. "He took everything away from me! I had a beautiful wife and an amazing life, but ever since Lisa left me, things haven't remained the same again." I explained.

It was surprising seeing all the new side of Jonatahn, a side that he only showed his people, people he didn’t hate which unfortunately I wasn’t part of. One week after cleaning Jnathan’s room and changing his bandages, we had started engaging in small talk much to my surprise. Jonathan still had not gotten rid of his sarcasm towards me but his sarcasm this time around was no longer spiteful or infused with hatred like before, his sarcasm was starting to be more like he needed to keep up appearances which was funny but I was sure of one fact, just because he allowed me to clean his room and change his bandages didn’t mean that I was no longer his enemy nor did it mean that he wa snow my frie

"It would be quite good for you to die. A little regrettable, but only after you die will Marcus give up." Jessica trembled with rage. "You hate Mr. Marcus," she said, certain. It wasn't just hate; it was a deep-rooted hatred. "No, I love him." Saxon smiled softly. Jessica scoffed and shook her head. No, he hated Mr. Marcus. This hate, accompanied by twisted love, couldn't be compared to normal emotions. Saxon's behavior was no different from that of a deviant; he clearly had serious psychological issues.

Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance. "Yup!" They both said while giving me flat tone. "What's got into you bro's!" I said to them but still they all look at me seriously. "Woah seriously? Gezz fine I'll answer your questions ok!" I said as they still like to pushed that topic so I surrender. " Of course we all wanted to have someone to love and cherish ok? But not for now!" I said while giving them cheeky smile. "Idiot!" Blake mumbled.