21 Reasons Why I Hate You

3:...But You Also Take Jokes Too Far

Kat's POV
Our car pulls up into the driveway, and all five of us slowly crawl out: Me, Genny, Etty, Liam and Mum. We open the door to find Valentina putting a ridiculous amount of makeup on baby Celeste's face. "Valentina!" Mum screeches "What have you done to her face?" She continues. Celeste giggles and starts waving a mascara wand around like she was trying to do some sort of spell. Me and Liam have to hold back our laughter as Valentina is sent to her room and Celeste just sits there laughing. "Kat, can you clean her up?" Mum asks me. I turn around to realise that Genny and Etty are long gone, leaving me and Liam to clean her up. "Fine" I reply, as Mum passes Celeste to me. I look at Liam. "Looks like we're the baby cleanup crew" he says. "Ha ha, very funny" I reply, "but if you think you're touching Celeste, you can think again" I finish. Liam follows me and Celeste up to my room, and I can't help but notice that his expression looks a lot more upset than before. Who would've thought, I noticed something about Liam that isn't ridiculously annoying!

After an hour and a half and about 3 packets of baby wipes, I got Celeste to look like her normal, baby-ish state. I high-five Liam, even though he didn't do anything in particular to help, and we have a mini celebration. I crank up the radio, and we both start dancing like mad people. Well, he's dancing like a mad person- I still have Celeste in my arms, so my dancing is less mad-person than I would have liked. During our crazy dance fest, Celeste bursts into bouts of tears. I sigh, and turn the music off. "Way to go baby, you ruined our party!" Liam comments. I don't appreciate it. "Liam!" I snap, maybe a little too aggressively, "stop clowning around and help me get her to sleep!" He looks at me with a fake look of surprise on his face. "Me? Help you? Never!" He says. But I'm done with his stupid comments, and I just roll my eyes and start attempting to get Celeste to sleep.

Another hour later, and she's still screaming. That's about how I feel too, funnily enough. "Liam, I'm going the loo. Can I trust you to watch Celeste?" I ask. "Of course" he replies, "I'm the most trustworthy person on this planet". I highly doubt the credibility of that fact. I leave the room and head for the bathroom. When I'm finished, I head back into my room. Miraculously, the screaming has stopped and Celeste appears to be asleep. But Liam looks deadly serious. "Kat" he says, his voice no more than a whisper, "I think she's dead"

I am in shock. Millions of questions flood through my mind. How did this happen? What did he do? Did he kill her? But all I can say is "what?"

"She was screaming, so I gave her a sweet to see if she would calm down. But it must have gone down the wrong way because she started choking. I tried to get it out but it was too late. It's all my fault. I'm so, so sorry" he explains in shock. I run over to Celeste immediately. "Celeste? Celeste! Can you hear me Celeste? Please!" I scream. Tears stream down my face as I hug her body and try to shake her alive. Suddenly, a deafening shriek pierces through the air. I stand up to see that Celeste is conscious, and screaming, and that Liam is laughing his head off. I look at him with so much hurt and confusion. "Why would you do that?" I ask him, almost silently. "I..I don't understand, why you would do this to me?" I continue. "It was just a joke, Kat! Loosen up!" He says, and playfully punched me in the arm. "I think your dad's outside. You should go" I say, monotone. Liam realised that I am deadly serious, and he grabs his bag. "I'm sorry, Kat" he says before leaving my room and running out of the house. Mum knocks on my door. "Sorry Kat," she says, walking in, "I forgot you had Celeste, let me take her" she says, taking the baby. "Where's Liam?" she asks. "He went home" I tell her. "Oh... okay" she says as she leaves. I flop down onto my bed, trying to comprehend what just happened. But I just can't.

I take out my computer and I start planning tomorrow's posts.

Liam's POV
As I walk into my tutor room, the first thing I notice is that Kat's not there. Not like she'd even consider talking to me after what I did yesterday. I don't know what took over me and made me play that stupid joke, but I just don't want it to happen again. I can't stand seeing Kat upset. It just makes me want to hug her and never let go. Like she'd ever give me a chance now. Not ever.

Mr Barnes walks into the room. For some reason, he has a banana skin on his head. But Mr Barnes is strange enough that nobody questions it. He logs into the computer, and opens the register. He starts reading out the register in a Jamaican accent, and honestly I'm just glad that today he's not shouting. "Kat" he says. No reply. "Kat? Is Kat in, man?" he says, still in a Jamaican accent. "Oh, never mind, she's marked off ill" he says. Oh god. I've probably made her stay off ill. I pull out my phone to text her another apology, when I get a notification. "abnormalteenagegirl updated their blog. Check it out!" I open the notification, and completely forget about Kat.

8:37 a.m, Wednesday 8th September

Yo yo yo! Waddup!

So, today I thought I'd change things up a bit, and I thought I'd post '21 Reasons' first today! OooOOOhhh! But first, a quick note to all of you in the comments asking for his name or some other piece of information. You might have noticed that this is an anonymous blog. And that means that I don't tell you my actual name, or any other information. So why the actual hell do you think that I'll tell you his name? Sorry if that sounded aggressive, just trying to make a point. You guys know I love you all anyway! Yes, even you in the corner! But anyway, on with reason number 3!

No.3: ...but you always take jokes too far
I know that you probably never intend to do this, but you do it anyway. Whenever you try to make a joke, you always seem to take it one step further than everyone else. Like, when we were little, I remember that at a friends birthday party we were playing musical chairs. It was just us two left in the game, and we were taking it waaayyy too seriously. But anyway, the music stopped, and I made a lunge for the chair. But at the last second, you pushed me out of the way and onto the floor, head first. You won the game and managed to give me a concussion. Must have been a win-win for you! 😂

I can think of hundreds of other times you've taken jokes too far, including a very very recent one, but I know that deep down you're not trying to hurt me.

Remember,  you know I love you, but not like that, weirdo 😂
Love K x

So, that's reason number 3! I hope you liked it! Have any of you guys had a similar experience with someone who's taken a joke too far? Let me know down in the comments! But that's it for this post, I guess!

See you laters, alligators!
abnormalteenagegirl

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"Liam! What are you doing with your phone out, man?" Mr Barnes says. Shit. "You know the rules man, now hand it over. Get it back at the end of the day, man." I hand him my phone, and sigh. The rest of the day goes by in a blur, and all I can remember is feeling like absolute shit.

Nothing could cheer me up.

Not even Kat.