Novel & Cerita Why I Hate My Mother Book

But she stepped in, refusing to back down. “Don’t you dare dismiss me like that!” she snapped, her eyes narrowing. “I am your mother, and I deserve an explanation!” He glared at her, his fists clenched, barely holding back the words burning at the back of his throat. But he couldn’t contain it any longer. “An explanation? For what?” he spat. “You want to know why I’m the way I am? Why I don’t care about your so-called ‘family honor’? It’s because of you, Mother. All of this—everything you hate about me—it’s your fault. Your damn fault!”

He wouldn’t just open his fucking mouth and end this confusion. “ I hated you because you killed my parents, took me from my home, marked me without my consent. ” I pulled my trembling knees to my chest and wrapped my aching arms around them. “ I don’t believe someone can hate others without a reason. So, if you hate me…you must give me a reason, Izer. I won’t accept your hate otherwise. ” “ You think that matters to me? You think I give a fuck about what you accept and what you don’t. ” He snapped, his eyes flashing red dangerously.

"I see." "I know you're thinking I'm just another case of the son who kills his mother, and you want to write on my record that I have sociopathic tendencies, but I'm innocent. However, I'm not going to lie to you. I have always hated my mother. And she has always hated me, to the point that I needed to save my life and run as far away from her as possible. That's why I came here, to this town, and that's why the idea that I went back there, even if it was to supposedly eliminate an enemy, is ridiculous." She stops and looks sideways before continuing:

She thought her mother would understand her but just like her father, she just sees her as an object too. "I hate you," she whispered. "I hate dad. I hate being born into this kind of family. I hate being your daughter. I hate everything that happened in my life and I will always hate the two of you for ruining my life." She softly sobbed. "I hate having you as my own mother." She still caught the pain in her mother's eyes before she ran towards the bathroom and slammed the door. She hated everyone in this house right now.

“I was a stubborn girl and hated him for having you. I wanted to… I wanted to abort you, but I never had the courage to go through it even if your father helped me with it. I couldn’t lose you.” I blinked my eyes and forced the burn in my throat to go away. My heart was straining and heavy. I didn’t want to hear her anymore. I wanted to hug myself and cry. “Then you were born, and you were such a loud, beautiful child. I couldn’t find it in me to hate you for what that man did.” “Is that why you hate me?” I asked, my voice thick. “Because I am a child of rape and you wanted to kill me? Is that why you never loved me like a mother and never fed me, told me stories or even gave me your own mil

The only person I hated was Jesse. "My mom is a hot headed woman and I don't know why, but she always hated me. It was later that I got to know that she hated me because she didn't want to have a child with my dad. And before she could abort me, my dad got to know about it and so she couldn't do that." My eyes widened. Why would she do that? What kind of a mother was she?

I looked at Ivana and could tell she was curious to know what I figured out even if she doesn’t want to say a word. “I figured out that my mother loves me,” I smiled as I exhaled sharply. “I know she is trying to get me to hate her since she did wrong to her sister and my father, but she is my mother and I can’t hate her, I love her so much and I know that deep down she loves me too.”

I don’t know if I can still process everything. “Even though he used his power it was useless because it was too late. Because of that…I was left alone. I became an orphan. And it was the day I started to hate and resent your mother,” he said and walked back on his seat to face me. I remained quiet but, in my mind, I feel like exploding. “Do you understand me now? Do you understand now why I hate your mother and why I am doing this?” he asked as he looked at me, trying to read what’s in my mind. I swallowed hard and stared down on the floor.

Ebony rubs my back and I turn to face her. “My mother, she was a horrible person. How could she do that to him? To my father?” I break down and fall to my knees, not believing that the woman I always wanted to know about is a monster. The woman who I have loved unconditionally, wishing I could have grown up with, I now hate. And I look just like her? What else of hers do I have? Am I able to hurt the people I supposedly love like she did? Ebony joins me on the ground and lifts my chin up.

Caleb looks like he is ready to shift and tear this place apart. “Your mate, is this a freaking joke?” My mother’s words are scathing. “Who would want her as a mate? Do you realize she is nothing but a murderous tramp?” My face is flaming bright with embarrassment as my mother continues. Eighteen years of hate and anger are pouring out of her like a waterfall.