Why Do You Hate Me Novels & Stories

Seryosong aniya kaya napailing nalang ako “Yes, I hate you.” “Why?” She asked emotionless “Because you're annoying.” “You are annoying too but I don't hate you.” Napatigil ako dahil sa sinabi niya “So, What is the real reason?” “Tsk, N-nevermind. I do not hate you ok?” Sambit ko nalang “But someday you will.” Aniya kaya kumunot ang noo ko “What do you mean?” I asked pero nagkibit balikat lang siya

Gusto kong umiyak sa dami ng emosyong nakikita ko sa kanya, pero pinipigilan ko ang sarili ko na bumigay. “I hate you… because you didn’t deny it. I hate you… because you didn’t blame me. I hate you because you know I hate you, yet here you are, standing in front of me. I hate everything about you—your existence, your name, your lies, your games… But this hatred in my mind… it stays there. What’s in my heart, though, is something entirely different,” lintanya ko, nakatitig pa rin sa kanyang mga mata. “I hate you…”

"Please stop, Asher. You're making me hate you more!" "Then, what's wrong with me? Am I really a jerk like you always say? Am I that disgusting? Why do people hate me, huh? I'm trying hard to let people like me but fuck... Why can't they appreciate me? It sucks, Jez... It sucks being me... It sucks begging for attention... And love... But you know what's worst? I'm begging again for someone like you to love me back?" "A-Asher..."

She left me. I hate people. They hate me too. I don't care. Kahit halos madapa na ako sa kakabato ng ibang tao ng masasakit na salita sa akin, I stand up and move forward. Mahirap nga lang. I've isolated myself for so many years. Hindi ko na nakaya ang pananakit ng aking dibdib sa sobrang pagkikimkim. My hatred is the reason why I am like this. I don't want to admit it but yes, I couldn't stop myself to hate the world. The people. Sometimes I can't sort out my feelings anymore. It's making me frustrated everytime I want to be nice but I feel so angry all of a sudden!

A tear escaped in his eyes. "What do you mean? I'm here, right? I won't leave you no matter what." Napalingon sya sakin at saka inabot nya ang mukha ko na ngayon ay basang basa na ng luha. "You don't hate me?" "Why should I even hate you in the first place?" "Because of who I am, and what I have done."

"It's your fault that I'm following you, you know. You always push me away and I don't know why. Do you hate me that much?" Agad itong natigilan sa pagbabasa at sinara ang libro. Lumingon ito sa akin at malamig akong tinitigan bago dumukwang para lumapit. "I just hate the way you look at me and your obsession. Its pissing me off."

Hindi siya mapakali dahil doon. Iyong inis na inalagaan niya ng ilang taon, unti-unti yatang naglalaho dahil sa nasasaksihan niya. He simply dislikes Gerard because Gerson told him to do so. He’s aware that it’s wrong of him to put someone in a bad light just because of rumors but Gerson is his dear friend. At kung meron siyang dapat kampihan, iyon ay iyong kaibigan niya. Another thing is, Gerard is an asshole based on what Gerson told him that’s why he doesn’t have a remorse hating that kind of person.

Pinagtaasan niya ako ng kilay, "So you hated me.." I rolled my eyes, "I didn't hate you. I just couldn't understand why you don't like me. You.. saved me from dying that night but you also judged me for being suicidal.." He sighed. Hinawakan niya ang pisngi ko at marahan iyong hinaplos. "I didn't judge you, I was just scared you'd do it again. I always dream of you trying to kill yourself. I dreamed of that for the past few years and I hated it so much. It's what I hated, it's not you.."

Nakakunot naman ang noo niya dahil sa nakikitang pagwawala ko, I hate you literal. "Shhh.. shhh… sorry… sorry. You hate me. You hate me that much ha. Yeah? Continue hating me as long as you can. Then continue hitting me as long as you are satisfied." "Why? Bakit mo ginawa yun! Bakit ha, bakit? " ani ko habang nag patigil yata sa kanya sa paghawak sa akin. Wala ring tigil ang mga pagluha ko sa mga mata ko.

Isang malaking parte kumbaga. Napa-iling siya. Hindi niya dapat iniisip ang taong yun. Wala siyang mapapala sa taong yun. Puro sakit lang ang parating dinudulot nito kaya dapat nang burahin sa mundong kinatatayuan niya ngayon. 'I hate you, September. That's my real feelings towards you. I don't like you. I loathe someone like you.'