I was at the vet because my cat wasn't eating and he looked really sickly today. He's really old so I was very worried. I rushed him to the vet as fast as I could. I was trying to not cry while driving to the vet not wanting to get into an car accident. When I got there I quickly met with the vet but what I got back was that my cat was getting too old and the best thing to do was to put him down. That news broke my heart💔. I instantly started crying never experiencing the lost of a pet before. I went to him and hugged him, he meowed weakly in response licking my face. The vet then put a hand on my shoulder silently asking if she could inject the drug to put him to sleep. I cried even harder but nodded knowing he could finally Rest In Peace. The vet injected my cat with the drug and I saw him slowly slip away giving a last meow before he passed. I sat there crying for a good 10 minutes then I ran out of tears. I then realised other people needed to use this room so I got up and made my way out. The vet assured me that they would bury my cat peacefully. (Idk I've never put my cat down in a veterinary clinic) (my cat died in his sleep at home..) I slowly walked out feeling drained from crying so much.
When I walked out I went to get water as I was drinking it I started daydreaming lost in thought. I then heard one of the doors to one of the rooms open. I snapped out of my daydream and looked up. I see a girl looking down worried. She went to sit at one of the chairs. I took more water then got another one and walked over to her. I really didn't want to think about my cat right now and I had no more tears to cry anyways. I've always put others before myself anyways why not try to cheer someone else up if you have the chance to. I walked till I was in front of her and handed her the water. She takes it with a soft "Thanks" I then sit beside her and ask "So wanna talk about it?" I ask trying to start a conversation. "My dog Kodi ate something he shouldn't have." She says sighing. I could tell she was worried so I said "Tell me about him." Trying to take her mind off the worrying matter for a little while. "Well he's a big Pomeranian, he's a mix of black, grey and white." She chuckles then says "He acts more like a cat than a dog sometimes." I smile at that "He sounds like an amazing dog." "He is." She responds. Her facial expression then changes to realisation and she looks at me. "What are you doing here? If you don't mind me asking." As soon as I start to think about it I feel like crying all over again. A tear escaped my eye as I choked out my answer, "I had to put down my cat..he's really old and he didn't eat so I rushed him here." When I was done explaining I had more tears rolling down my face. I then use my hoodie sleeves to wipe most of my tears away then croaked out a "Sorry." "No don't apologise, he's in a better place now." She reassures me putting a hand on my thigh. "I know..I'm gonna miss him so much😭." When I finally calmed down and drinking more water. I looked over at her and asked "I just realised I never got your name..." I ask softly. "You didn't ask😉." She replies. "Touché." "I'm Y/N by the way." I respond. She chuckles then says "I'm Marthe." I smile at that. We then hear the vet call out for Kodi's owner. We both look up alert. Marthe goes up to the counter to get the info. I stay seated also wondering if Kodi was ok but also not knowing what to do. I was looking down so I didn't see the vet pass Marthe Kodi's leash. A very fluffy Pomeranian then comes into my view, he jumps up on me and licks my face. I let out a laugh not expecting that at all. I then looked up at Marthe laughing at me. I let Kodi letting myself pause my grieving for my cat. I hugged Kodi then looked to Marthe saying "Omg he's even cuter then how you described him. Also how is he more cat like?🤨😂." Marthe chuckles then says "Wanna go for a walk so I can tell you?" "Are you asking me out on a date?😏" I ask smirking.

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Marthe Woertman Imagines
FanfictionI'm not a good writer so sorry if it's bad😅. Some are quite short😬. I've written these mostly for myself but decide to share them anyways. I can't stop thinking about Marthe soooo yea.💗💗💗 There's a second book of imagines now! I guess 200 is th...