Marthe Woertman Imagines

Cheating? Nah

🌀 to represent that one bitch
Marthe and I were at a cafe with a bunch of our friends. Everytime Marthe would do anything for example hug me or kiss my forehead I could feel 🌀's fierce glare right at me but I could care less. Before Marthe and I got closer she would try to make moves to become more than friends with Marthe but Marthe would always very obviously ignore her antics because Marthe just wasn't interested. 🌀 was known to be a bitch she always thought she could get anything she wanted, she was selfish, she thought the world revolved around her.
I had just got home when I saw the scene before me, 🌀 was in front of Marthe and very close might I add, they were about to kiss essentially. But this isn't some cliche oh no my significant other is cheating I'm gonna drop my bag and run away. No. Instead I knew Marthe and I knew she hated cheaters and would never be one herself. I knew that she hated 🌀 and that she wasn't even attracted to her at all. For a while I questioned why Marthe wanted me but she told me everyday that she loved me so alowly I started to believe her and today I believe her 100%. I knew Marthe loved me and she would never do this to me. This bitch thought she could cause us to break up. Little did she know our relationship was so strong already, we may have been together for not too long of a time but we talk about pretty much anything and everything so we knew each other pretty well already. Instead of leaving immediately and assume Marthe was cheating like what 🌀 imagined would happen. I slammed the front door shut to get their attention. When both of them hear the door 🌀 pretends to be shocked but i see her small smirk and Marthe looks as me with a worried expression. I storm my way up to them and when 🌀thinks I'm about to scream and fight with Marthe about cheating, instead I grab 🌀 by the front of her skimpy dress and say "Excuse me but can you please stop harassing my girlfriend?!" I say loud and clearly. 🌀 smirk disappears and turns into one of shock. Marthe's worried glance turns into a smirk in a way to say 'That's my girl.' "Now please get out of our house." I say with a glare but smiling. When 🌀 doesn't budge I push her towards the door and slam it behind her. When I turn around to face Marthe she wasn't standing at the kitchen counter anymore she was right in front of me which gave me a shock for a second but she then quickly pulled me into a tight hug as if I was about to skip away. I hug her back tight as I feel a few of her tears drop into my shoulder. "Hey it's ok. Everything is ok. I'm here." I reassure her as I rub soothing circles on her back. I know what your wondering if Marthe didn't want 🌀 so close to her why didn't she just push 🌀 away well I knew Marthe she was too nice sometimes and felt bad and was afraid of hurting others feelings even if it was in this situation. She probably couldn't think of what to do in that moment not expecting 🌀to literally try so hard to break them apart. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do. She just walked in like she owned the place and I didn't know how to just ask her to leave and.." I cut her off knowing she was rambling "Hey hey it's ok I know. Everything is ok, she's gone and I'm right here." I say as I hug her. I pull away from the hug and she does too reluctantly. I then look into her eyes lovingly and say "I love you so much and I'm not going anywhere❤️." Marthe smiles at me with her teary eyes and says "I love you so much❤️."