Creepypasta Girlfriend Scenarios

When You Get Sick

Sally

You had come down with the common cold, and weren't able to get out of bed(because you had a pretty weak immune system. Er...is it still we? Ah, who cares?). Sally came over to visit you daily, because you lived alone and didn't have anyone to take care of you. "(Y/N), I made you some souuuuuup~," Sally called from downstairs. You responded, with a hoarse voice,(because of your sore throat)"Is it poisoned?" You thought you were just making a joke, but no. Sally didn't take this gesture as a joke, and instead took it as you insulting her cooking. "What was that," Sally said, beginning to tear up. Her sadness forced you to get up and out of bed, and go over to comfort her. You were as sore as a donkey hiking up a mountain carrying 2 tons of luggage in the hot summer sun(don't ask how I know what that looks like or feels like), but still went over to comfort your girlfriend. "Hey Sally," you said, "I'm sorry. I wasn't insulting your cooking, I promise." Sally responded, in a voice muffled in tears, "R-r-really?" "Really." "T-then w-w-will you try th-the soup?" "I don't know if I want to eat floor soup, Sal. Sorry." Sally quickly turned to her side to realize that she had, in fact, dropped the soup. This realization only made her cry more, and you tried to comfort your girlfriend while she was in middle of her little nervous breakdown. Since she held onto you so much, however, she also ended up getting sick, and the two of you just spent all day together in bed, as two little sick-misfits.(that was a nice little ending, now wasn't it)

Jane the Killer

You had recently come down with a fever of 107 degrees.(How are you still alive?)Trying to stay alive, you decided to take a few acetaminophen and ibuprofen pills.(I don't know if any of this information is correct because I literally just googled it. Someone correct me if I'm wrong about any of this info please because I honestly have no fucking clue) After laying down in bed all day and waking up the next, still feeling like shit, you went to go open your window, as it was getting relatively hot in your room.(and we don't need you dying on us) It turns out, Jane was practically waiting for you to open your window to jump right on in. You were already sore from your fever, but the tackle from your girlfriend only made it hurt more. "(Y/N)! Are you okay? I was worried about you! How are you feeling?" Being basically immobile, you just slowly raised your thumb, as it was shaking from the pain.(Kind of like in a cartoon when the character who just got beat is trying to give some sort of response)"Uh oh," Jane said. "Did I make it worse?" "Yeah," you said in a voice filled with pain. "You did something." Jane just stayed on top of you looking dumbfounded, which wasn't exactly making your situation any better. "Jane," you barely managed to get out. "Please get off of me." "Oh. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean t-JEFF!" She was starting her apology when she saw Jeff begin to walk into the room. He had been staying with you while you were sick to help with your condition. Jane thought he was trying to murder you,(or something like that)and responded by trying to murder him. You thought there was something more to why she wanted to murder him this time, but left alone as you slowly crawled back to bed while Jane just chased Jeff around the house with a knife.

Nina the Killer

While being sick with pneumonia(yes, pneumonia), you were receiving constant care from Nina. She was actually surprisingly good at taking care of things, considering the fact she's an absolute lunatic. You were relatively okay, but the doctor said you needed to rest for a few weeks just to make sure.(hey, doctor's orders)"Y/N)," Nina called from downstairs, "I'm coming up with some soup and medicine."(because apparently soup cures all illnesses I don't know)"Thanks, Nina," you responded. Sure enough, she came upstairs with a bowl of chicken noodle soup and some antibiotics the doctor gave you. "Here, some medicine, soup, and water!" "Thank you." She was surprisingly cheerful about taking care of you, but you brushed it off as just her loving her boyfriend. You took the antibiotics, drank the water, and then moved on to the soup.(Is something bad going to happen?Please God no!) The soup had something strange about it. Nina watched you eat it with a huge grin on her face.(C'mon chief. Spill the beans. What'd Nina do?)The soup was......actually perfect, surprisingly.(Oh, thank Jesus)Even though you trusted Nina with all of your heart, even you were suspicious about this soup. "Well," Nina said. "How is it, (Y/N)?" "It's...actually really good!" "What do you mean 'actually really good'? Did you expect it to be poisoned or something?" You were in a dilemma here. On one hand, you didn't want to lie to Nina, but on the other hand, you definitely didn't want to tell her you actually thought it was poisoned. So, you decided to take the easier route and lie. "No! Why would I even BEGIN to think that," you said in a way that was obvious sarcasm but just hidden enough to the point where Nina wouldn't notice it."I was just surprised you knew how to cook this well." "Oh, good. For a second there I thought you didn't trust me (Y/N). Well hey, now you know I actually know how to cook." "Heh...I guess I do." You felt terrible lying to Nina, but at the same time, you were glad you didn't make her sad.