Notes: So, since I'm apparently not going to get through my chaptered fics in the near future, here are some short things.
Hate You, Kiss Me
Every line is broken by a kiss.
I hate you. (Kiss.)
I hate you more. (Kiss.)
I hate you so much I want to scream. (Kiss, harder.)
I hate you so much I want to strangle you. (Kiss, even harder.)
I hate the way everyone thinks you're special and pitiable, and you don't even care. (Kiss.)
Louder, faster, they're hissing in furious whispers.
I hate the way you sneer that everyone is beneath you and treat them like shite. (Kiss, and there is anger.)
I hate that you're always curled up in your pathetic ball of angst. (Kiss.)
I hate how you're as spoiled and whiny as a child. (Kiss.)
I hate that you're happy, with your friends who always help you. (Kiss, and now it softens.)
I hate that you're happy, with your parents who dote on you. (Kiss.)
Suddenly, their words go quiet.
I hate that you're not as perfect as they say you are. (Kiss.)
I hate that you're just like me. (Kiss, almost gently.)
A long pause.
I hate that I can't have you. (Kiss, longer now. They'll deny the tears later.)
I hate that I don't understand you. (Kiss, again. Resigned, almost.)
I hate…I hate…
But they've forgotten.
(Kiss, and kiss, and kiss.)