Why Do You Hate Me Novels & Stories

"Just tell me what it is so I can go na. I don't wanna waste my time even more." "You really hate me that much, huh," he said with a grin pasted on his face I cross my arms. "No. I don't hate you. I just don't wanna around you." I just don't understand why he's doing this again. I freakingly hate it. "Is it that hard?" I didn't bother to talk back. I'm so tired with him. "Why does it hard for you to look at me?"

[LYRESH POV] I hate you!!! I hate you Lyresh Fontanilla.. Napaka rupok mo! Bakit mo siya hinalikan? Dapat hinayaan mo na lang siya makipaglandian..Ahhhhh weak type ka talaga... Walang tigil ang sermon ko sa sarili ko matapos ang ginawa ko. Bigla akong nahiya sa sarili ko at sa kanya..Iisipin niya tuloy na baka may pag asa pa siya sakin.. Hindi dapat pero nagustuhan ko yun.

But after all those times seeing him with my sister, hate started to form above all my misery. I told him not to choose me. Pero unti-unti akong nagagalit habang tumatagal dahil ipinapakita niya pa sa akin kung gaano ako kamali sa mga desisyon ko. I am mad at myself but anger is towards him is just starting to arose with all the hate. I hate him. I still love him. I am mad. Why can't my love for him just go away? "I...hate...you..." mas madiin ko pang sambit. "

“Y-You hate him? B-But..why?” “He always makes my Nanay cry. He always makes her feel upset, alone and empty. I hate him because I don’t know who he is. I hate him because he’s not here. Ayaw ko po siya maging Papa kasi niiwan niya naman kami ni Mama ko. Ibig sabihin, hindi niya kami love kung ganoon.” Hindi ko maiwasan na hawakan ang aki’ng dibdib dahil sa mga narinig ko.

"Don't you get it Adam? I hate you so much, I hate you for existing in my world because I never wanted you to, I wasn't ready for this, I wasn't ready for you yet here you are, wala kang ibang ginawa kundi magpaka-Adam na mokong na kilala ko na kahit nakatayo ka na lang naiinis pa rin ako sa'yo and for that, I really really hate you." "Well don't worry Sanya," humarap na ako sa kanya at hindi ko masyadong maaninag yung mukha niya dahil sa sikat ng araw o dahil sa namamasa yung mata ko, hindi ko na rin alam kung alin sa dalawa pero hindi ko na iniisip pa yun. "The feeling is mutual, I hate you too," lumapit ako at yumakap sa kanya. "I hate you because you are wicked, I hate you because you ar

Sa kalagitnaan ng pag-iinom nila ay may bigla siyang naalala na itanong. "Why do you hate me at first?" Tanong niya dito. "Hate? That's a big word. I don't hate you, I hate how my daughter is all over you na hindi na niya alam kung paano mag-isip ng tama para sa sarili niya and I hate it dahil wala akong magawa para maibsan ang sakit na nararamdaman niya." Malungkot ito pagkatapos ng mahabang sagot.

Bigla akong nag-iwas ng tingin nang maramdaman ko ang biglaang pag-init ng sulok ng mga mata ko. Ayokong sabihin ‘yon sa kaniya pero binigyan niya ‘ko ng dahilan para sabihin ‘yon. Ayoko siyang biglain pero mas ayoko na mag-expect siya ng kahit na ano sa akin kasi hindi ko ‘yon mabibigay sa kaniya at hindi ‘yon mangyayari. “W-Why? What do you mean? Did I do something wrong to make you hate me like that?"

Pero hindi ko alam kung bakit kapag sya ang kaharap ko, para bang nanghihina ang puso't isipan ko. I hate love, and I hate him because I fell in love with him. I never wanted to love him. Kung alam ko lang, sana hindi na ako pumayag na maging kaibigan sya. Pero huli na ang lahat dahil nahulog na ako sa patibong ng tadhana at pag-ibig. "I... I don't like you. Sorry."

"Why you hate me so much?" tanong nito sa akin habang nagmamaneho. Nagtanong pa talaga siya. Hindi ko naman siya hate. Hindi ko lang siya like. Kapag hate na kasi ang usapan masyado nang malalim iyon. "Stop pestering me. I don't know why are you doing this but I want you to stop."

Na ako parin talaga simula noon. "Ssshhh... tama na yan. Hanggang ngayon sobra mo paring iyakin," he whispered, rubbing my head. "Go away! I hate you!" I squirmed, shaking my head off. "The more you hate the more you love." Tingnan niyo? I just went into moping at my own stupidity tapos mang-aasar naman siya? "The more you hate the more you hate," I retorted. "You know what's the exact definition of hate?"