Love you so much that I hate you by Mimi (dark books to read .TXT) 📖

of this hot guy . I was enough of scenes for today.

" Ouch . " he said , with compassion in his eyes . " What a bastard . Well , he doesn't know what he lost ... If you were my girlfriend I would never cheat on you . You are too beautiful for that . And , I'm sure that you're a nice person , too . " he said , deeply staring at my eyes .

I blushed . For a moment I forgot about Rob and I caught myself wondering what did this stranger's lips taste like .

" Oh , how rude of me . I'm Ian. Ian Smith . " he said and pulled his hand to shake mine .

" I'm Jennifer . Jennifer King . " I said shaking his hand . He smiled .

" Jennifer . I like it ." he said , grinning at me . I caught myself blushing again . I couldn't believe myself . I broke up with my boyfriend just a few hours ago and now , I'm having hots for some random stranger . And he was looking at me like he knew my every thought . And he was giving me 'the look' . The look which was telling me that he wanted me . And I needed that badly . Someone to want me , to give me comfort .

But , I was going to control myself . I wasn't going to sleep with Ian tonight.

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A few minutes later , we were at my apartment . We were making out and I was trying to unlock the door . He helped me , without taking his lips off mine . My hands were roaming through his body.

The door clicked opened and I slammed it . I was walking backwards and making out with him. I led him to the bedroom . I didn't notice that Rob took all his belongings . I didn't notice that Rob wasn't here anymore . I didn't have time to notice that- I was preoccupied with taking off Ian's clothes .

And that was the night I met him . It was amazing , but I didn't realise it back than , that it was one of those nights that changed my life forever.

In pieces

Present day

Jennifer's P.O.V.


The first day of my life in jail hasn't even passed by , and the guards were already coming to my cell. Why now ? I knew I didn't have a fight with someone ... Their footsteps were echoing through the long hall which was now completely silent . Usually that wasn't the case with it , but everybody knew that they had to behave when the guards were down here or they would get in trouble . Bigger than the reason they were here .

I knew that and I was here only for a few hours . Doesn't matter what I knew or what I did or didn't do , I could never get accustomed to this awful place . Especially because I had to wear this awful orange jumpsuit which didn't do good to my olive skin tone . Then again , who looked good in this thing anyway ?

Another funny thing was that no one wanted to talk to me . Not even at lunch or outside the bathroom . They were all giving me jugful looks and some of them were looking at me like they were ready to punch me . But just a few of them , though that wasn't a relief to me . And , the weirdest thing was that I was all alone in my cell . Guess that they thought that I'm a pyroman or something like that . That thought was ridiculous to me , but when you look on the outside it did make sense . To everyone that didn't know Ian and me . And the reason why I blew up that damn car .

I guess I deserved this life after everything .

I was just sitting there on that bench they called 'bed' , waiting for them to come . " King , " a male guard said . " get up now and come to thepsychiatrist's office . " he demanded . He looked like a military-kind guy ; well his hair was shaved in that style .Now that I think about it , maybe he was really in the military . He didn't look like some of the guards - sleepy and loosen up . His eyes were carefully lurking around the whole place , without fear trying to find that there was something wrong . His hands were by his hips ready to pull out a weapon in case of emergency and his attitude was all serious and straightened up .

" Come on , King ! We haven't got all day ! " he raised his tone in an attempt to wake me up from my thoughts . I stud up , and came quickly to the cell door , waiting for him to unlock them .

He did and I stepped out of my cage . " The judge said that you have to see the jail psychiatrist . "

My eyes widened at his words . " What ? Why ? "

" The judge's convinced that you can still be fixed . He wants to make sure you don't blow up anymore more cars when you get out of here . " his black eyes were seriously looking into mine .

The judge thought that I'm crazy . That I could be fixed . I don't know what did he think , that I'm some kind of a pyromanor psychopath . That was wrong . The reason why I blew up that car wasn't because of some abnormal desire to set something on fire , but because of something else . Because of Ian . After what he's done , he deserved worse .

Yes , I was broken , but I wasn't sure I could be that easily fixed . Or ever . It was that bad .

He put on cuffs on my hands , and I knew it will pass a long time until I'll be able to go somewhere without them . That is , in five years exactly . Most of the people would feel powerless , but I didn't . I felt powerless before and that didn't do me any good .

" Let's go . We haven't got all day . " the guard impatiently said and waved with his arm forward , signalising I should go first . I took a deep sigh and started walking forward . The people in the cells were whispering and giving me dirty looks . Some of them were bold enough to say things about me , loud enough for me to hear . They didn't care . They wanted me to hear them . I knew that I was supposed to be scared of them , but I wasn't . It didn't really matter to me will they punch me or kill me , because I knew that it was all over and I couldn't get it back . Never again .

The guard was following me , two steps behind me . As we were walking further the long halfway , it got warmer . Because , down here was usually cold . White bricks were replaced by white painted walls as we turned left , where there were no cells , just a surprisingly short halfway with linoleum instead of dark stone . There were three doors - one was in the centre ; the way out of here I guessed , the second one was on one side of the wall and the other , in front of those , moved to the right a bit .

The guard stopped and took off my cuffs , on my big surprise , and pointed to the door on the left wall . " Go in . " he simply said and stood there .

I came to the door , feeling the guard's look on my back . I carefully knocked on the door .

" Come in . " I heard a female voice saying , from the inside of it . I opened it and entered the small room . I didn't really know what have I expected , but this ... not this .

The room was painted in the creme color and there was one big window with navy blue curtains . There were two armchairs on the right side and a black sofa on the left . There was a big plant next to it . Right across the door was a big mahogany desk with neatly folded papers and with some pencils . Behind the desk was a bookshelf made of glass with lots and lots of books on it . I caught some of the titles -Psychology today;In the depths of the human mind;Finding the pathand even Men are from Mars and women from Venus. There were some pictures , photos actually , of the sunset and the ocean . I guess that they were there to calm the patients down .

Someone coughed . I looked down at the source of the sound and saw a blond woman , sitting at the mahogany desk . How did I miss her ? I must be blind . She had dark green eyes and was a bit pale . She was wearing a blue blouse and a white cardigan . Some mascara was on her eyes and she had a light orange lipstick and was wearing a surprisingly big smile on her face , which was showing off her perfectly white teeth .

" Good day , Ms King . Please , take a seat . " the woman pointed to a black chair in front of the desk ; something I also didn't notice . I sat down , without saying a word . I was looking down to my feet .

" Jennifer , may I call you like that ? , what's going on ? Is there something wrong ? " the woman asked , concern in her eyes and this time , without a smile . But , before I could say anything , she , my new psychologist , said :

" Oh , sorry , I forgot to introduce myself - I'm doctor Fitzpatrick , but you can call me Evelyn . " she gave me her hand and I shook it .

" Nice to meet you . " she said politely .

" You too . " I replied and gave her a faint smile .

" So , Jennifer , I took a look at your file ... " she started