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When I was next in line Jeffrey looked over at me and flashes me a big smile before he turns back to the lady in front of me. When it was my turn he walks up to me and pulls me into his chest and wraps his arms around me. The next thing I knew he was kissing the side of my head. I thought I was going to die in the arms of JDM y’all

Jeffrey’s got him a John Deere

“The point is that they were here at all and you got to know them. When they’re gone, it will hurt, but that hurt will remind you of how much you loved them.”

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Wrecked part 23

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One month later

I tried to get comfortable but sleeping these days didn’t come easily. No matter how many pillows I used or placed under my legs or back I was never comfortable, Sarah said it was normal because according to her the baby could come any day. In a way I wished she would hurry up because being uncomfortable was getting really nerve racking.

Just as I finally got somewhat the urge to pee hit me. I growled as I slung the covers off and sat up. I cracked the door open and found Dwight dozing in a chair, his eyes popped open. “You okay?” His voice was raspy and thick with sleep, he rubbed his eyes and yawned.

I nodded, “yeah just have to go to the bathroom.”

“Okay.” He yawned bigger, “ill escort you.” When he went to stand I shook my head.

“No need it’s just right around the corner.”

He shook.his head, “I don’t like you going anywhere alone.”

“I’ll be fine.” I assure him and make my way quickly to the bathroom. After finishing up and washing my hands I open up the door and run into someone. I look up and find Simon staring down at me.

“Youre not supposed to be going anywhere alone.” His voice was cold and flat.

“I was just going to the bathroom, not escaping.” I try to slip past him but my big belly made it impossible, “plus Dwight is just around the corner so I’m not alone.”

He nodded, “good, keep it that way. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to you or little one. Would we?”

He moved to the side, I scurried past him glancing over my shoulder to see him staring after me smiling. When I made it back to dwight he furrowed his brow and stood from his chair, “you alright?”

I nod and glance over my shoulder but Simon is nowhere in sight. “Yeah, I just had a encounter with simon.” He nods his head, “I ran into him coming out of the bathroom, it was like he had been standing there the whole time. Kinda weirded me out.”

“What do you mean?”

“He just said I shouldn’t be going anywhere alone. I told him you were right down the hall and he said to keep it that way cause we wouldn’t nothing happening to me or the baby.”

The corner of his mouth turned up slightly as he glanced behind me. “Simon does have a weird vibe but he’s harmless. He’s right though, from now on you need to have someone with you all the time.”

Negans words echo through my head from our last conversation. ‘We have a rat among us.’ My eyes go wide as I focus on Dwight’s. “What is it?” He whispers and I grab his arm, tugging him inside his old room and shutting the door quickly. “Y/n, what’s wrong?”

I take a deep shaky breath, “if I tell you something do you promise to keep it just between us?” He nods but that isn’t good enough for me, “say it.”

“Of course, I promise. What’s going on?”

He watches me carefully as I walk around him to sit on the bed. “Negan told me the last time we spoke that there is a rat in the saviors. Said they’ve been giving information out to the group that took me several months back.”

“What!” His body is tense and on high alert.

“Yeah.” I nod, “do you think Simon could be the rat?”

He sat down beside me and placed his hand on mine, “Simon is many things around here but a rat. No, I can assure you that he’s not the rat. He’s an old dog but he’s loyal to negan.”

“He’s just so creepy.” I whisper.

He chuckles and squeezes my hand, “Simon has been called that before but like I said he’s loyal. He’s not going to get on the boss’s bad side. If it makes you feel better I’ll keep my eyes and ears open and see what I can find out, secretly of course.”

I smile up at him, “thank you Dwight, besides Sarah you’re the only one around here who has shown me this amount of kindness.”

“You don’t have to thank me. It’s my job.” He stands up from the bed making his way to the door.

“I think it goes beyond just being your job. I think you may actually like me.”

He holds his index finger and thumb close together, “maybe just a smidge.” We both laugh, “good night y/n.”

“Good night dwight.” I wave to him as he leaves and quietly closes the door behind him. Dwight is right, I think back on everything and Simon may be dumb, creepy, and weird but he has been loyal to negan. Negan wouldn’t have kept him around otherwise because negan knows everything about everybody. It’s kind of like his sixth sense, he’s good at reading people and Dwight has known Simon quite a while, longer than I have, and I trust Dwight. I lay back on the bed to try to get comfortable and get some much needed sleep.

Negans pov

It’s been a month, a whole fuckin month since I’ve had y/n in my bed, or have even talked to her and it’s driving me out of my goddamn mind. I rarely see her anywhere when I make my rounds at the sanctuary but when I do Dwight is always there with her. I’m glad that he’s protecting her but it also makes me fuckin furious to see him or any man for that matter that close to her. It should be me. It could’ve been me if I had just would man the fuck up and tell her everything that’s going on, but I can’t do that. She’s carrying my damn kid and by the looks of her she’s pretty close to bursting and the last fuckin thing she needs right now is stress. So I suck it the fuck up and deal with it.

I’m no closer to finding out who this fuckin rat is than I was two months ago when I first found out. I disnt believe it at first because who the fuck would dare cross me but when Simon my right hand man had come to me and told me, I knew it had to be true. I’ve tried my best to keep a close eye on every savior coming and going, trying to make sure that every loose end was tied but I couldn’t be everywhere at once. I was on my way to one of the trucks that were heading for Alexandria when I spotted Dwight loitering outside the medical bay. I made my way over to him and when he noticed me his stature straightend like the good little soldier he is. “How is she?” I didnt have to elaborate further because he knew exactly who I was talking about.

“Very well sir, she’s having her weekly visit with Sarah right now.” He gestured towards the medical bay, “she should be done shortly.”

I nodded, swinging Lucille over my shoulder I took a few steps to walk away but I stopped, I knew what needed to be said but it was just hard to say it. “Dwight.”

He turns, “sir?”

“Thanks, for taking care of her when I didnt.” The words almost fuckin choked me coming out but I really was grateful that he was looking out for her. His shocked expression made me laugh a little, “don’t look so fuckin surprised man, I do know how to say thank you when it’s needed.”

He nodded his head, “thank you sir.”

“If she ever needs me, radio me.” I don’t think she will ever need me again but I hope one day she does.

“Of course sir.” I nod and make my way to the trucks leaving for our supply run, Simon gives me a quizzical look.

“The fuck you lookin at?” I glare at him as he climbs behind the wheel and I climb into the passenger seat.

“Nothing boss.” His voice is low and I can tell he’s got something he wants to say.

“Come on, out with it simon.”

He sighs, “I don’t know if you wanna hear it.”

I throw my head back and roll my eyes, “Jesus fuckin christ man. Stop pussy footin and say it.”

He shrugs, “you thanked dwight.”

“So?” I raised my eyebrow at him. “He’s been taking care of y/n, I am fuckin grateful he’s lookin out for her.”

“He’s just sucking up to you, trying to take my damn place.” Simon says bitterly which makes me chuckle.

“Why Simon if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re fuckin jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.” He is almost pouting.

“You fuckin are! Look at you!” I turn in my seat, actually finding humor in this.

“I’m not!” He shoots and when I narrow my eyes at him he adjusts in his seat and lowers his tone. “It’s just, I’m out here with you everyday on the front lines doing the dirty work and he gets to sit at home on his ass playing house with her”

I laugh again, “it could’ve been you guarding her. You chose to be on the damn Frontlines, so stop your fuckin bellyachin and drive.” He starts the engine and pulls out a few moments later, I can practically hear the wheels turning in his head as we drive. “Something else you wanna say?” He shakes his head but I know he’s itching to say something. I just don’t care what it is, right now I gotta focus on the task at hand.

After doing business with prick Grimes my mood has lightend big fuckin time. It was evening when we pulled through the gates of the sanctuary, as I jump down from the truck the winter wind has gotten colder. The gray clouds moving in is a promise of snow. “Get this shit unloaded quick, looks like we might be in for some rough weather.” I say to Simon and the other saviors. Dwight had not radioed me so I’m guessing everything with y/n and her appointment is okay. I look around knowing good and well she wouldn’t be out in this cold but I was hoping to spot Dwight to grill him more about my girl.

“Shes probably in Dwight’s room.” Simon says from beside me, tossing a bag of goods off the truck and into a wheel barrel.

“Why the fuck would she be in his room?” My good mood taking a nosedive.

Simon grinned, “you didn’t know? She’s been staying there with Dwight for a month now.” My rage takes over as my hand tightens around Lucille. I turn and stride into the sanctuary, taking the stairs two at a time and when I reach the top I turn left and head towards Dwight’s room. There’s a wooden chair sitting outside across from Dwight’s door, my fist connects with the door banging loudly. When the door opens my head feels like it’s going to explode when (y/n)’s eyes meet mine.

She’s surprised at first, her lips part and my eyes focus on them wanting nothing more than to take her mouth right then and there. Anger replaced her shock in a second and she tried to shut the door in my face. I shove my booted foot in between the door stopping it from closing. She pushes a few times but then gives up, “what are you doing here?” Shes angry, good, because so am I.

“I could ask you the same fuckin question.” I growl leaning forward. “You shackin up with Dwight now?”

“What!? Get the hell out of here.” She says pushing against the door again.

“You are, aren’t you? I’ll fuckin kill that son of a bitch!” I pull my foot out from between the door and turn to go find that piece of shit.

“No! Negan stop!” I stop and turn to her, she looks so beautiful, her breasts are fuller than they were, her hips a little wider. God she looked so damn fuckable. “There’s nothing between me and Dwight. He gave me his room so I didn’t have to sleep in one of the cells downstairs. He stays out here.” She motions to the wooden chair. “Dont hurt him. He’s being kind to me, unlike some people.”

“Dont start this now.” The exhaustion coming through and I’m sure she heard it because her features softend.

“Dwight is downstairs getting my dinner. He should be back any second, so if you want to wait around and see for yourself you can.” I noticed how tired her eyes looked and how she was massaging her hips and back as she winced.

“You doing alright?”

She chuckles, “my back has been killing me these past few nights and I can never get comfortable enough to get a good night’s sleep. Other than that I’m fine.”

“Hows the baby?” I ask pointing to her very swollen stomach.

She blows out a breath as her hand runs over her bump, “not making it easy on me that’s for sure. But she’s healthy and has dropped some since my last appointment.”

“Dropped?” My brow furrows as I move a step closer to her.

She laughs and my heart about explodes from the sound. I haven’t heard her laugh in a while. “Means she’s getting ready to make her grand entrance. Don’t worry it’s completely normal.”

I smile because she’s smiling at me. “Still set on it being a girl.”

“She better be. I’m not going through all this shit for another you to grace this place.” Her words sting at first but her features show me she’s joking.

“Can’t blame you there. There’s only room for one big dick around here and you’re fuckin lookin at him.” She laughs again then winces as she grabs her side. “You okay?” I grab her hand asshe breathes deep for a few seconds then straightens up.

“Oh yeah. Those damn Braxton hicks have been going on since this morning.” She looks at me and I’m guessing she realizes I’m confused so she elaborates. “Braxton hicks are false contractions. Getting me ready for the real deal I guess.”

“Are you in pain?”

She shakes her head, “nah, they’re not bad and only last for a few seconds. I’m alright.” Just then Dwight shows up with a tray of food and she smiles warmly at him. She used to smile at me that way. “Thanks Dwight. I really could have got it myself.”

“My job, remember. Besides Sarah said you need to take it easy, no over doing it.” Dwight tells her like I’m not even there.

“Come on, back to bed dollface.” I guide her towards the door and she doesn’t resist. She sits on the edge of the bed  I grab the tray from Dwight’s hands and place it beside her. “If you need me.”

She waves me off as she digs into her dinner. I smile then close the door, I turn to Dwight who looks like he’s going to shit his pants. “Relax man. I’m not going to fuck you up. I’m glad you gave her your room and are watching over her at night.” He let’s out a breath he must’ve been holding and I lean in closer to his ear. “But if you get any fuckin ideas of touching what’s mine, it’ll be the worst mistake of your goddamn life. You understand?” He nods frantically and I smile, “good.” I whistle to myself as I head back downstairs to help Simon unload the truck. So glad that (y/n) didn’t tear my damn head off and we had a civil mini conversation. When this rat is dealt with and I can tell her everything, maybe she can forgive me.

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Wrecked part 22

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It’s been a week of bliss between me and negan. He was there when I woke and there every night in bed with me. I missed this so much and was so thankful that we reconciled, but he still was distant in a way. He’s was open to an extent but certain questions he danced around and diverted my attention from them. This morning he was leaving just as I was waking, I stretched and let out a yawn. He turned and smiled, running his thumb across my cheek causing me to hum in contentment.

“Where are you off to this early?” I asked sleepily.

He smiled as he turned to continue lacing up his boots. “I got some things I have to do.”

“Like?”

He glanced over his shoulder at me, “always so damn curious.” He leaned over and placed a kiss to my lips. I tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled away, “sorry baby, I can’t stay in bed fuckin your brains out all day. I’ve got a empire to run.” I stuck my bottom lip out in a pout which made him laugh, “don’t pout. Makes it harder for me to leave.”

He stood then and pulled on his jacket and reached for Lucille that sat behind the door. Before he opened the door he blew a kiss that I pretended to catch and hold to my heart then he was gone out the door. I lay there for a few more minutes but was forced out of bed because my little gymnast was using my bladder as a trampoline. After using the bathroom and taking a quick shower I dressed and decided I wanted to try to do something productive today.

As I walked down the hallway I was met by Simon and Dwight, “going somewhere?” Simon asked as they stopped right in front of me.

“Yeah, I’m heading downstairs for a bit.” I tried to push past them but both men shuffle to block my way. I raised my brow at the both of them, “whats with you two today?”

“Negan wants you to stay in bed and rest.” Dwight speaks with a guilty look on his face.

“Well, negan isn’t here is he. So if you’ll excuse me.” Again I try to move past them but no luck. “Guys, please move.” The men share a look and when they look back at me Simon shakes his head.

“You need to go back to bed and rest for a little while longer.” Simon points behind me to the bedroom door.

I shake my head and cross my arms across my chest. “I’m not going back to bed. I want to go downstairs and eat some breakfast.”

“I’ll get you whatever you need.” Said Dwight.

“I don’t want you to get it for me, I want to get it myself. Now get out of my way.” I shove my way past them this time but they’re hot on my heels. One of them grab me by the elbow but I pull away, “get your hands off me! What the hell guys?”

I make my way down the hall and pass by the wives room and see the door is open a little. I hear talking in the room and movement. I reach for the doorknob but a hand on my wrist stops me, I look over and it’s Dwight. He shakes his head and mutters one word “dont.” There was anger and sadness in his eyes.

“Why? What’s in there that you don’t want me seeing?” Neither men say anything, “seeing as you two aren’t saying anything I think I know what is behind the door.” I dropped my hand and turned away from the door, I took several steps away from what I hoped wasn’t happening but in my heart I knew already. Anger surged through me at that point and my feet stopped moving me forward, my fists clenched at my side and angry tears stood in my eyes. I turned suddenly and dashed past Simon and Dwight making my way back to the door. My foot collided with the slightly ajar door, the door swung open and made a thud as the knob hit the wall. My eyes scanned the room as five different pairs of eyes met mine in stunned silence.

My worst fear had came true, I stood stock still my anger making me silent until I saw something that made my vision go red. Negan was kissing a sixth woman, he wasn’t even phased by the door being kicked in. “Sir.” Simon spoke from behind me, I didnt even know he was there but my full attention was still on negan and the woman. Negan held up his finger issuing Simon to wait.

I had had enough, “negan!” I yelled making a few of the women jump including the one he was kissing. His head whipped around, shock on his face as his eyes met mine. “What the fuck!” I screamed again before I turned and ran toward the stairs. I had no idea where I was going but I had to get as far away from him and this place as I could.

“Y/n!” Negans voice sounded from behind me but I didn’t stop. “Y/n! Stop fuckin walking!”

“Stop following me!” I yelled back, I passed several people looking on in curiosity but I paid them no mind. I ran out the front entrance and started to the main gate but a hand around my wrist stopped me.

“Stop goddamn it!” As I was turned towards my fist connected with his left jaw, he stumbled backwards a couple of steps letting go of my wrist.

“Dont you ever fuckin touch me again.” My voice was low and deadly even to my own ears, but I meant it. His hand cradled his jaw, when his eyes met mine I saw rage there.

I turned to leave again but once again he stopped me by grabbing my wrist. I swung again but he dodged the blow this time and captured my other wrist in his grip. “Where you think you’re going?” He had the audacity to smirk at me.

“What do you care?” I tried to pull free of his grasp but his hands were like steel vises around my wrists. “Let me go!”

“No!” He yelled in my face. “Youre not going anywhere but back upstairs to bed.”

I actually laughed, “you have got to be kidding me?” When he shook his head I laughed even harder. “You think I’m going back upstairs after what I just seen? You’re so fuckin stupid.”

“Watch it.” He growled between his teeth. He turned and started dragging me back toward the sanctuary. I dug my heels in the ground and pulled against his hold with all my might but to no avail we were back inside out of the cold. “Get out! Everybody!” His voice boomed inside the large space and people scurried to go elsewhere.

He pulled out a chair and shoved me down in it, I went to stand up and leave but he pinned me in with his arms on either side of me. “That is the last fuckin time you make a fool out of me. Do you understand?”

“Make a fool out of YOU? I wasn’t the one kissing some other man right in front of you. If anything you’ve been making a fool out of me, not the other way around.”

“You have been defying me ever since you became my wife. Youre making me look fuckin weak and its only a matter of time before someone else thinks they can do the same thing.”

“So that what this is about? Making sure you’re still the biggest dick in here. Well congratulations you are, now if you’ll 3xcuse me.”

I try to stand up just to be shoved back down in my seat. “I didn’t say you could fuckin move.”

“And I didn’t ask for permission.”

He slammed Lucille down on the table but to both of our surprise I didn’t even flinch. “I’m gonna lay out some new fuckin rules, and you better damn well abide by every fuckin one.” I snickered and rolled my eyes, he sat right in front of me on the table not phased by my foul mood. “One, you will never leave our room unless I say otherwise. Two, you will not have any contact with anyone beside me, Simon, Dwight and Sarah. Three, you will forget what you saw a few minutes ago and never question me again. Do I make myself fuckin clear?”

I chuckled, “in your mother fucking dreams. I am not a a prisoner. I will come and go as I please. Which there will be no more coming from me, ill just put that out there right now. I will not cower in front of you negan, you can’t control me like you do everyone else.”

“I’m not fuckin askin you doll. I’m telling you how it’s gonna be from here on out. If you so much as think of breaking any of those rules.”

“Yeah yeah, I know. You’ll make me sorry or kill me or something. But you know what, I have broke so many of your rules and I have yet to be punished or killed.”

His hand grabbed my face almost painfully, he brought his nose right up against mine. “You better watch your fuckin mouth. Just because I have been taking it easy on you doesn’t mean that I can’t show you my true fuckin darkness.”

“You wont.”

“Dont fuckin test me.” He growled. His grip tightened for a second then he released me. “We have a rat among us.”

My eyebrows shot up, “a rat?” He nodded, “you mean like a rodent or…”

“I mean some mother fucker in this place is shooting his damn mouth off to the group who took you. The whisperers or whatever they wanna fuckin call themselves.”

I shrugged, “so? What does that have to do with me?”

He sighed, “everyone in this place knows you are my one weak point. Until I can catch this fucker you will be under supervision at all fuckin times.”

His words sank in and sent a shiver down my spine. The fear suddenly turned back into anger. “That still doesn’t explain why those whores are back.”

Running a hand over his face in frustration he growled. “God damn! Is that all you’re worried about!?”

“Yes! You promised me you didn’t want anymore wives. You said it was only me, so forgive me if I’m a little upset that my husband lied to me!”

I stood from my seat but he grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me. “I brought them back to protect you!”

“Oh you are so full of shit!” I tried to pull free from his grasp but his hold only tightened.

“Whoever this rat is can see you’re no more special than any of my other wives. If I treat you different than them you are the one with the fuckin target on your back. Don’t you get it!?” His eyes held a desperate plea for me to understand but still I couldn’t quite believe him.

“So I’m just one of your disposable women?” My voice had become quiet.

“No, goddamn it that’s not what I’m fuckin sayin.”

“I think it’s exactly what you’re saying. I get it. I really do, I thought this past week was to good to be true. I’m not like when I first came here, I’m pregnant and after I have the baby my body isn’t gonna look the same. That’s where you stayed all those nights, isn’t it? You were with them while I was alone.” The muscle in his jaw twitched but he kept silent. “I thought so.” I slowly pulled away from him and began walking back upstairs.

“Where you goin?” His voice was husky.

I turned around and saw his eyes shining with unshed tears. “Dont worry about me anymore.”

“Y/n.” He kept calling my name but I walked up the stairs back to our shared room. I sat on the bed hot tears flowed down my cheeks and what hurt the most is that he didn’t come after me. I guess I was right, he was just feeling guilty that I found out like I did. I grabbed my duffle from the small closet and started slowly placing my clothes in it. I looked around the room and the few things I had for the baby I stuffed on top of my clothes then zipped it shut.

When I opened the door Dwight was standing there, his eyes cast down to the floor. “I tried to tell you not to go in there.” He whispered.

“I’m glad I did.” I sniffed and wiped my eyes, “I’m gonna need a bed to put in one of the prisoner cells.” His eyes shot up to mine in confusion, “I’m not staying in here anymore and there are no rooms open according to negan.”

He scuffed his foot against the floor, “you can have my room. I won’t put you in a prisoner cell.”

“Where would you stay?”

He shrugged, “I lived in the woods for over a year with my wife. I can manage.”

“Are you sure?” He nodded and led me down the hall the opposite direction of the stairs until he stopped and opened a door on the right of the hall.

He gestured for me to walk inside then he followed me. “I know it’s alot smaller than what you’re used to and there’s no bathroom or shower but there’s one around the corner that the rest of us on this floor share.”

“Thank you Dwight. I feel bad for putting you out of your own room.” He waved me off like it meant nothing to him.

“If you need anything.” He started but I cut him off.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” I asked suddenly.

He sighed and looked at the floor once again. “I know how it feels to not be good enough for someone. I know how it’s like when they choose someone else over you.”

“What do you mean?”

He looked behind him then shut the door, he walked over to where I was sitting on the bed. He sat down slowly beside me but it didnt make me uncomfortable. “I have a wife, well had a wife. We lived in the woods when the walkers took over, that’s when we were found by negan. Me and her both worked for our points here in the garden and what not for the first few months, she kept eyeing negan when she thought I wasn’t looking. She would sneak out at night when she thought I was asleep and then one day he announced she was his new wife and I just had to take it. She is his number one well before you came along she was, she enjoys being his wife.”

His pain was evident in his voice and I finally felt a little bit of relief knowing someone else around here knew where I was coming from. “Maybe she’s just pretending to enjoy it.”

He shook his head, “when he let them go after you came around she was so jealous. I tried to get us back to where we were but she only has eyes for the boss.”

“I’m so sorry Dwight.” I placed my hand on top of his and gave it a reassuring squeeze. He looked up and gave me a sad smile and I returned it. “I won’t impose long, I’m gonna find a way to get out of here sooner or later then you can have your room back.”

“No rush.” He stood from the bed and made his way to the door. “Just radio me if you need anything.” I nodded and smiled as he closed the door when he left.

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