DreamSMP Imagines

Uɴʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇᴅ | Karl Jacobs

I'm finally visiting my boyfriend, Karl, after years of him visiting me and taking a plane all the way to see me, I finally came out here to see him.

And here we sat on the couch, my head on his shoulder as he scrolls through his phone.

I begin to get bored of just sitting and watching him scroll through his Twitter so I turn on the T.V.

The news channel is the first channel to pop up and they begin talking about something that happened in the neighborhood.

I slowly drift all of my attention to the news as they continue talking about a murder that happened not too far from Karl's house.

"Twenty year old, Marissa Clementine, was brutally murdered Friday afternoon. Her parents say that they found her dead after they had called her multiple times but received no answer. After some time they proceeded to check on her and found her dead in her living room."

"Oh no, poor girl. She had so much of her life ahead of her." I turn the tv off and head to the kitchen for some water.

"Yeah, I hate that her parents had to find her like that." He sets his phone down and follows me to the kitchen.

"They must have been so heartbroken to see their daughter like that." I open the fridge to grab a water.

"Hey babe, do you want a water?"

"Yeah sure."

"But I wonder if one of them pulled the axe out of her head." He says absent minded.

"What?" I stop in my tracks.

"Hm?"

I stand up from the fridge to see him setting his arms on the fridge door.

"W-What did you say?"

"I said I wonder if one of them pulled the axe out of her head."

"Karl-"

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Karl, they uh... never... said how she was murdered." I step back beginning to panic.

"I was wondering when you'd figure it out." He closes the fridge door to move closer.

"What did you do, Karl?" I back away.

"I was just eliminating a threat, baby." He continues stepping closer.

No, Karl, why?" Tears begin pooling in my eyes.

"No, baby don't cry. I promise I've never killed anyone who didn't deserve it in some type of way."

"Y-You've killed more than one person?!"

"Only people who deserved it!"

"What did they do to deserve it, Karl, what did they do to deserve death?!"

He steps closer backing me into a wall, I scoot closer to the door that leads outside but as I reach for the door he slams his hand into. I jump at the bang of the door and tears fall down my face.