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The Girl He Hates 30 #Vegitative Stage
What have I done? Why can’t I control my emotions? Only because of me, Kiera left me; not only that, but the friendship and bond that I created with her are also ruined because of this, all because of me and my fucking mouth. Fool. Why don't I think that now, after all this, I can stop Kiera? And because of my mistake, Aria has to lose her mom too, but only because of me. “Kiera,” I called one more time, hoping that she would turn her back and come back, but all my hope ended when Kiera disappeared outside the door. I ran towards Kiera, wanting to stop her, but the phone ringing inside my pocket stopped my steps. I wanted to ignore the call, but looking at the caller ID, I took the call to my ear. “Hello,” I said, listening to the words very carefully. “We are coming." The call ended with a click, leaving me with a sinking feeling in my stomach. “Kiera, wait,” I said, running towards her, holding her arm, stopping her from moving any further. Kiera turned to her, staring at me with
The Girl He Hates 31 #You can't hide for long
"Jason, where are we going?" I asked for the fourth time, but Jason ignored my words and continued driving. I signed up that I couldn't do this any longer. Every time I want to forget the depressing past of life, it comes knocking right at my door. I don’t know what wrong I did to deserve so much in life. Even now, I should be in the hospital beside my dad, but look here, I’m with Jason, who is taking me somewhere unknown. Now that I’m thinking of Jason, both he and I have very similar struggles in life, and somehow our lives and reasons for pain are thoroughly connected with each other. I turned my eyes outside, looking at anything to distract my thoughts and mind. I’m so disturbed right now by all this that I want to shout until I lose my voice, but I can't. Since childhood, one thing that I have mastered myself to do is hide my emotions and pain, and now I'm so good at this that even when I want to cry, I can't. I can’t shout and show my pain, showing how much it hurts me when a
The Girl He Hates 32 #The Girl I love
“Jason, what are you trying to say?" Why the hell am I so nervous, and why are my words shuttering? Is it because this conversation holds immense importance to me, or am I simply overwhelmed by the fear of being misunderstood? Jason walked closer to me, his eyes following my every move and not leaving me. I could feel the weight of his gaze, intensifying my unease. The vulnerability in his eyes made me realize that this conversation could potentially change everything between us. Jason stood tall in front of me with his towering, slender body, but even with his dominating aura, Jason's face showed the concern that he had for me. His brows furrowed slightly, and I could see the genuine care in his eyes. It was as if he understood the magnitude of my anxiety and wanted to reassure me that he was there for me no matter what. Jason placed both his hands gently on my shoulder. “Kiera, I know you’re hurt, and it's very hard to hide it. I know it because I was once in your shoes, and at th
The Girl He Hates 33 #She is my daughter
I never thought that the girl I hated so much—the one I want to hurt and see hurt—could be so important in life—so important that when she truly hurts and cries, it hurts me when she becomes so important to me in my life. I don’t know how I can help ease the pain that she is feeling now. It’s very bad when we think that in an era where there is a cure for physical pain, there is nothing to ease the pain in her mind— a pain that is far worse than physical pain. It is something we can’t see nor can’t measure, and sometimes the people coming through this have been so bad fighting alone because they’re too afraid to show the vulnerability of their hearts and minds. They have no one who can help them heal, and there is one thing left after all this suffering that they think can ease the pain—the last but worst option—and that is to take their lives. I know this because I have been through the same pain, the same suffering, and the same loneliness, but somehow I survived this far and made
The Girl He Hates 34 #Who is Daniel?
I placed one of the dearest things in Jason’s hand, reliving a part of my life that’s only known to a few. A secret that I don't even know about—something that’s a part of me, but hidden from me. I don’t even know if it’s alive or not. “She is my daughter,” I said, staring at Jason’s shocked face. I’m not surprised by how Jason reacted. I know that they did a background check on me, wanting to know every bit of information about me and my life. And that part was not known to him or anyone else. How can anyone know when I don’t know about it at all? My daughter only stayed a year with me before she was taken away from me, never to be seen again. “Where is she now?” Jason asked, staring at the picture. I signed as memories of the past came knocking back in my mind. “I don’t know,” I replied, my voice filled with a mixture of sadness and frustration. “What, how?” I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. Goosebumps pooped all over my body as both my mind and body went numb with my
The Girl He Hates 35 #Deep Slumber
From that day on, this place became my solitude too. And both I and Daniel used to come here regularly whenever we wanted. But after a few years, Daniel stopped coming here, and we lost all our contact. He became a comforting breeze in my life, which came and went with just a flick of a finger. I smiled at the sweet memories of this place and the solitude Daniel gave me when I needed it the most, but now, when I needed Daniel most in my life, he left me just like everyone else. Today is one of the days when I miss Daniel the most. Daniel was the person who gave me a sense of protection when I needed it the most. It's calm as the silence surrounds me in its grasp; it's just a ordinary day when I’m not feeling very well, disturbed, and wanting nothing but some time alone in the solitude of silence. And nothing is better than this place where I’m right now. Everything fades away when I’m here—no school where people call me weird and bully me for weird reasons, no house where there is
The Girl He Hates 36 #The Real Me
I don’t know when or how I fell asleep in such terrible circumstances, but I did. I guess the rain stopped long before. I can no longer feel the droplets falling on my body or my face, but my head is hurting so badly that I can’t even make myself open my eyes. When I woke up, the reality of my situation hit me like a ton of bricks. And wait, when the ground beneath my body becomes so soft and smooth, it feels like a bed. I struggle to remember how I ended up in this unfamiliar place. I cracked my eyes at the sudden realization, finding myself in someplace I had never been before. I moved my eyes, scanning the surroundings of the place. I was with white walls, twin beds, lots of books, a desk, and a cupboard. As I took in my surroundings, a sense of confusion washed over me. How did I end up in this room filled with unfamiliar objects? The white walls and abundance of books gave off an air of intellectualism, but they still didn't provide any clues as to how I got here. Nothing very
The Girl He Hates 37 #Who is my father?
The moment we are born in this world, we are attached to people—the people who are the reason for bringing us into this world, the reason for our existence. If it's not for them, then we might not even be born in this world to be the new person that we are right now. And that is the day when we started living with people, because like any living being, we are all surviving, and the best way to survive is to make connections. Before coming into this world, we were alone, and we would be alone when we left this world, with nothing but our naked bodies, carrying only the memories and experiences we shared with others. Why I am saying all this, I don’t know. But it's the reality of all who are born and die one day. And like everyone else, I was born too, and now I know why, the day I was born, my father was not there to hold me in my arms and why, on every birthday, I was alone when everyone else had both of their families celebrating their birthdays with them. If it weren't for Jason,
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The Girl He Hates Author Note
Hey guys, this might be the end of Jason and Kiera’s journey, but a new beginning is just around the corner. A new couple will soon emerge to take their place and continue the story of love and adventure. Stay tuned for the next chapter in this exciting saga!A new journey by a new duo filled with twists and turns awaits, promising to captivate and enthrall readers just as much as Jason and Kiera did. Get ready for a fresh tale of romance and excitement!Share your thoughts and predictions for what lies ahead for the new couple. Whose story do you want to see unfold next?Kevin, who has a dark past, spent most of his youth in jail. He is a man with a mysterious past and dark secrets that threaten to unravel his newfound happiness.OrAntonio, a mafia king of the underworld and ruthless leader with a heart of gold, is torn between his dangerous lifestyle and his desire for a normal life.Love is a powerful force that can change even the hardest hearts. Stay tuned as these complex charac
The Girl He Hates 142 #The End
JASONWe drove home together, and the tension between us was palpable as we both anticipated what would happen next.“Do you think she will be angry?” Kiera asked, taking my hand in hers as we walked to the front door of the villa. I squeezed her hand reassuringly and said, “She’ll be fine. But about her anger, I can’t make any promises.” Kiera laughed, shaking her head.“I never wanted to leave without meeting her, but she was asleep, and I don’t want to wake her up,” she said as we walked towards the foyer to the living room.“She misses you so much,” I replied softly, touching her face gently. “I’m sure she’ll understand once she sees you.” Kiera smiled gratefully, leaning her head on my touch.“Daddy...” Aria’s voice chimes in from the living room, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Kiera. “Mommy?” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.Kiera knelt down, opening her arms wide as Aria ran into them. They finally reunited after so long. “I hate you,” Aria said softl
The Girl He Hates 141 #Mrs. Grey
JASON “Work. Let’s work then,” I said, trying to hide my amusement at her playful scolding. She finally looked away from me and back at the papers, signaling that it was time to focus on the task at hand. “I have read all the documents and made the necessary changes,” she stated firmly, her eyes still fixed on the papers in front of her. “You just need to sign the bottom of the last page.” “Fine,” I said, holding the pen in my hand and signing my name at the bottom of the last page without even caring to read what I was signing. “You should read the documents before signing them,” she said with a stern look. “I trust you,” I said, smirking and brushing my finger on my lips, walking close to her and whispering, “But if there’s anything important, you’ll let me know, won’t you?” She nodded as I put my hand around her waist, pulling her closer, feeling a sense of control and power over the situation. “What are you doing, Mr. Grey?” She said she was putting her hand on my chest. “
The Girl He Hates 140 #I miss her
JASONA year has passed, but the day still seems to be a traumatic memory for me. Her last words for me still echo in my mind. I can’t shake the feeling of regret that fills me every time I think about it. Kiera. I closed my eyes as an image of her lying on the hospital bed flashed through my mind. I could still hear her weak voice saying, “I promise.” Her voice, her words, the tears, the pain. It still feels raw and fresh, like an open wound that refuses to heal. It might never heal completely—a constant reminder of the impact she had on my life. My life has a void that can never be filled. Only Kiera can fill that void, and I am lost without her. I am now standing here in the warm sun as I stare at the grave that made a great impact on my life. It was because of her that I became the person I am today. Because of her, I can have the life I have always dreamed of. I can never forget the gift of love and wisdom she bestowed upon me. No matter how much I thank her, it will never b
The Girl He Hates 139 #Ultimate step
JASON“Kiera...” I mumbled, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. I whispered, “I’ll be right here with you every step of the way.”I brushed her hair, hoping that she would find comfort and strength in my presence. “You have to fight through all these for me, for Aria, for Kevin, and for everyone who loves you,” I said softly, squeezing her hand in reassurance. “You’re not alone in this battle, Kiera.”I feel a gentle squeeze on my hand as she is listening to words, even if she is unconscious. I lean in closer, feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, and continue to speak softly. “You are strong, Kiera. You can do this.” I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm and composed for her sake. “You fought for so long; there are just a few more steps to go. After the transplant is complete, there won’t be anyone or anything that can stop you from living the life you deserve.” I pause, feeling a surge of hope and determination in my own heart. “Know that I love you and always will, no mat
The Girl He Hates 138 #We don't have time
JASON“How is she?” I said, upon seeing Kevin standing in the hallway outside Kiera’s hospital room.Kevin sighed and ran a hand through his hair before responding, “She’s stable for now, but the doctors aren’t sure how long she will stay that way.”“Don’t worry, Marie’s parents agreed to donate her the lungs she needs for a transplant,” I said, trying to offer a glimmer of hope in the midst of uncertainty. “Hopefully, she can make a full recovery with the transplant.”“I don’t know, man; I’m not sure if she’s strong enough to survive the surgery.” Kevin’s words crashed over me like a wave of doubt.“What the fuck are you talking about, Kevin? Kiera is a fighter; she’s been through so much already. She can handle this; I believe in her,” I replied firmly, trying to bolster Kevin’s wavering confidence in Kiera’s strength and resilience.Kevin put a hand on my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I want that too. I just can’t shake this feeling of uncertainty.”“Let’s just hope for th
The Girl He Hates 137 #She will be fine
JASON“Just a slap won’t be enough,” he said, his eyes gleaming with determination. “How about I give you a knife or a better gun?” he suggested, a dangerous glint in his eyes.“No….” The husband spoke firmly, shaking his head. “Maybe he’s a bad guy; maybe he’s the reason for our daughter’s suffering, but we can’t stoop to his level.” The husband spoke, holding his wife’s hand tightly.“You know that with his power and meddling, no law or justice system will be able to truly punish him,” Antonio said, his voice filled with frustration. “I am giving you a chance to do what needs to be done—to seek justice for our daughter in a way that the law cannot. Think about it,” Antonio urged, his tone pleading yet resolute.The husband and wife exchanged a meaningful glance, silently contemplating their next move. “Still, we can’t let our emotions cloud our judgment,” the wife finally said, her voice steady. “We are not bad people, nor will we stop at his level. Maria will never be happy if she
The Girl He Hates 136 #Enjoying the show?
JASONI stepped inside the warehouse, following Antonio and the couple down the narrow hallway. It’s dark, with only a little light filtering in through the high windows, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. The air is musty and filled with the smell of old machinery and metal, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned building.The wife whispered, barely audible over the creaking of the floorboards beneath us, “These places haven’t been touched in years.”The husband held her hands tightly, a look of concern etched on his face as we continued deeper into the warehouse, unsure of what we might find in the darkness ahead.Antonio chuckled and reassured, “Don’t be scared!” as he opened a giant door at the end of the hallway. Antonio chuckled, opening a giant door at the end of the hallway. “The place gives off a dangerous vibe. Best for torturing your enemies,” he said with a sinister grin, revealing a hidden room filled with chains and tools. The couple exchanged nervous g
The Girl He Hates 135 #A sense of Unease
JASONAntonia and I stare at the couple sitting across us in their tiny space; their faces show a mixture of curiosity and confusion.“Why are you here again?” the woman asked, holding her husband’s hand. “We already told her that we couldn’t donate our daughter’s organs,” she continued, her voice tinged with sadness. The husband squeezed her hand reassuringly and replied, “We understand that our wife needs the transplant, but we can’t bear the thought of parting with our daughter’s organs. We hope you can find another solution for her.”“She is on life support,” I replied, trying to convey the urgency of the situation. “We are running out of time,” I added, hoping they would reconsider their decision. “I know that for your daughter, it was a precious gift. It’s hard for any parent to make this decision.” I said it with empathy. “I am also the father of a girl, and I know how difficult this must be for you. But with your one yes, you can potentially save multiple lives and give others
