Jenna Ortega Imagines ✔️

Protect you

Wanting: violence, blood

2nd Person POV:

It all happened in a flash.

You were up late at night doing some dishes while faintly playing some Taylor Swift in the background. You hummed along to the songs as you dried your hands off. Suddenly, the phone rang. You glanced up and thought nothing of it as you picked it up.

"Hello?" You asked with a small sigh of annoyance as you shut your music off, walking to the living room and sitting on the couch.

"Hello, Y/N." A menacing voice called from the other side as you furrowed your eyebrows.

"Who is this?"

"You'll find out soon enough." They spoke slowly as you shrugged, hanging the phone up when it suddenly rang again. You rolled your eyes with a scoff.

"What do you want-"

"You bitch! Hang up on me again and I'll slit your throat!" The person growled and you felt a wave of anxiety and panic wash over you as you rushed to lock your doors. "Locking doors won't help now, will then?"

You gasped when the doors unlocked, rushing to lock them again as they kept unlocking. Before you could even reach to lock it again, the door swung open to reveal Ghostface. You screamed as you tried running but the killer shut the door, grabbing you by your hair and yanking you to the ground, you yelped in pain.

They then grabbed your shoulder, lifting you up to stab you in the back two times. You screamed and cried, kicking the killer away as they fell back with a grunt. You crawled out of the kitchen and into the living room as you made a run upstairs to your bedroom.

Once you ran in, you shut the door, locking it tightly as you placed a chair under the handle so they couldn't get in. You let out a small sigh of relief only to be turned into a scream when a second Ghostface approached you from behind, stabbing you in the shoulder as you fell back, crawling away from them as they held their knife up.

The door busted down to reveal the first killer and you cried as you tucked yourself away in the corner, you were bleeding and weak so you didn't have much to your advantage. Just as they both raised their knives, they were cut off by a voice.

"Stay the fuck away from her!" Your girlfriend yelled as Sam, Chad, and Mindy stared in shock at the unbelievable amount of anger radiating off of Tara as she grabbed the bulletin board off the wall and smashing it over one of the killers head. They dropped the ground with a loud grunt as they dropped their knife. Tara picked it up and stabbed the other killer in the chest as they screamed in pain.

The first Ghostface stood back up and grabbed Tara, pulling her in a chokehold but Sam was quicker in grabbing the metal bat from your closet and smashing it into the killers head, them screaming as they let Tara go, who kicked them in the stomach as they fell through the window of your two story house.

Tara panted heavily as she noticed the wounded Ghostface creeping towards you as they grabbed your arm, breaking it with a loud snap as you screamed in pain, tears streaming down your face. Tara felt her blood boil and a large amount of anger clouding her vision as all she saw was red when she looked around the room, seeing the hidden shotgun that was kicked under your dresser.

She quickly ran over grabbing it as she missed the look on her sister and friends face as she cocked the gun back, aiming it and pulling the trigger as the bullet shot straight through the killers head, watching their body fall to the ground, going limp. Tara brushed her hair out of her sweaty face as she chucked the gun away, rushing to your side and pulling you in her arms as you cried uncontrollably from the pain.

"Shh it's okay baby, I'm here. Someone call an ambulance!" She demanded to Sam and Sam was not going to be the one to piss her off as she reached for her phone and began dialing 911. "I got you babe, I got you. I'm here baby girl, don't worry." Tara continued to soothe you as your breathing slowed down but the pain never subsided as you were still bleeding out from your stab wounds.

It didn't take too long for the ambulance arrive and Sam had to drive the rest of the group since Tara literally fought the first responder on riding with you in the car. It's safe to say she won that argument.

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Your eyes slowly fluttered open as you looked to your side to see your friends watching Tara as she sat next to you, her leg bouncing up and down as she held your hand up to her face, holding it close and placing a kiss on the back of it. She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath as you opened your eyes fully, letting out a breath as you squeezed her hand back lightly.

When Tara felt the squeeze, her eyes snapped up at your and you could see the redness in them from how much she was crying and the lack of sleep. You smiled weakly as she kissed your lips lightly, holding your hand as her other hand cupped your cheek.

"I was so worried." She whispered quietly, you rested your foreheads together.

"I was so scared, T." You admitted and her gaze softened, pulling her chair closer to you as she kissed your hand again.

"I promise I will always protect you." She said confidently as you both smiled softly at each other. "I love you, Y/N/N."

"I love you too, Tar."

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A/N:

First Tara story! Yay!

What'd you think? :)