Marthe Woertman Imagines

Obsessive

⚠️Trigger Warning ⚠️
I had just gotten home from my girlfriend Marth's house and got a text from an unknown number saying "Stay away from Marth." My heart beat quickened with fear but I didn't do much about it. I then stayed in my room surprisingly calmer than I thought thinking who it could be. After thinking for a while I didn't really see this person as a threat so I left it but just as I was about to go to sleep I got another text that said "Break up with Marth." At this point I narrowed it down to someone from school. This made me worry a lot less so I replied with "Nah." I was about to switch off my phone when I got an instant reply that said "Break up with her or else." Already tired from this shit I replied "Or else what? You're gonna kill me?😂" At this point I knew I wasn't thinking this through that well before replying because I was really sleepy. Before I could see the reply I fell asleep.
In the morning I woke up and checked my phone because Marth and I always text in the morning and go to school together. But instead the first message I see is from the unknown number. Instantly I was more awake vividly remembering tho conversation, my eyes widen a little when I see the last reply which said "Ooo good idea." But before I could panic about it I got a text from Marth that said "Good morning baby!" Which changed my mood so fast I almost forgot all about the threat I just got. As Marth and I were walking to school I showed her the texts. "Oh shit, this chick is crazy. And threatening you?" Marth says with anger with a hint of fear in her voice. "Yea, I think it's someone from school. But I also feel like it's an empty threat, I mean is murder really worth it?" I say not really taking the threat too seriously that I become overly paranoid. "We still should be careful though. Hey maybe we shouldn't go to the party tonight.." Marth says wary for my safety. "I think I'll be fine. I mean I'll have you there with me, I don't think someone who has a crush on you would go to the extreme to attempt murder in front of you." I say grimacing cringing at how that probably didn't help make her feel any better. "Sorry." I apologise after. "Hmmm I guess your right." Marth says but still unsure. "Hey, we'll be ok, we don't have to stay long." I suggest. "Yea, yea you're right." Marth says letting out a small sigh. During the whole day at school I looked around to try to spot who it could be thinking that this girl will probably be glaring daggers into my soul but surprisingly I found no one.
Marth and I arrived at the party not as tense as this morning because I haven't gotten another text from the unknown number. After a few hours Marth and I both decided to head home, but before we left I went to the bathroom. I told her that I would be quick so I went upstairs alone. Before I could even get into the last door at the end of the hallway I get pulled into a room and whoever grabbed me put a hand over my mouth. I then get thrown to the floor and when I look up it's one of the girls from school who thought she was the prettiest when really sure she looked ok but her personality really made her ugly. But before I could think to say anything I noticed her holding a knife and looking very menacingly at me. "Errr what are you doing with that knife?" I ask voice a bit shaky. "Shouldn't you know? You're the one who gave me the suggestion." She says evilly smiling like a crazy person. "Y-you know it really makes no sense if you try to kill me, I mean how would you even try to date Marth if your in jail. There's no logical way out of this." I say terrified at this point and shakily trying to text Marth on my phone behind my back with one hand without this crazy bitch seeing. Just as I sent send my phone immediately drops to the ground when she plunges her kitchen knife into my right thigh. But because of the adrenaline I didn't feel it at first and I notice the bitch leaving and all I could think of saying was "Hey you forgot your murder weapon!" Not too long later I feel the pain from the stab wound adrenaline gone. "Ah Fuck!" I scream with a tear rolling down my face. Luckily Marth was already outside trying to find which room I was in and heard me. She then barges in and when she sees me she comes straight to me and starts to cry scared. "Baby, call an ambulance. I'll be ok. Just don't take the knife out cause if so I would probably bleed out. Oh and don't touch the knife without a cloth. That bitch is gonna go to jail." I say. "Baby how the fuck are you so calm?!" Marth asks as she calls for an ambulance. "I have no idea, not sure if it's adrenaline or numbness I really have no idea." I say very confused myself.
Lucky for me I healed pretty quickly and I barley had a scar. Honestly I could laugh that bitch had the intention to kill me but she didn't even hit anything fatal. And even better she ended up in jail for attempted murder proof from both the texts and her DNA on the handle of the knife.