Summary:You were running from death for too long, and when you stumbled upon a wooden cabin in the woods, you found more than just a safe place to hide.
I happened fast. The fights, the yelling, the tears.
Negan left, and you stayed behind, among people you don’t know. Hurt, heartbroken, feeling like a fool.
Carol is the one to take you in. And, despite everything, it doesn’t seem like she’s happy about all this.
You’re half dead yourself, as the day goes by, then another, then one more. Part of you wants to go, back into his arms, so he can keep you warm at night. You even dream of it, of leaving this city and facing the woods, even in the dark, back to the cabin that makes you feel safe.
Back home, with him.
“Are you alright?” Carol asks, and when you raise your eyes at her, you find a mug in her hand, which she passes on to you. “You’ve been outer space again.”
“Just thinking.”
“About Negan?”
“Yes.”
“Do you love him?” The question makes you look at her again, eyes previously on the hot tea. “Do you?”
Biting your lip, you shrug your shoulders. “Maybe.”
“When you have this face on and say it in this tone, maybe means yes.” She sits next to you, sighing. “I need you to know I didn’t tell you those things to keep you away from him. I just needed you to know everything so you can make your choice based on all the facts.”
“It’s just that… Imagining Negan as some tyrant…” Your voice fades, and you take a sip from your tea. “Why didn’t he tell me?”
“I don’t know. In the best scenario, he’s ashamed. Or afraid you’d leave him. Like you did. Negan–” A knock on the door gets her attention. “I’ll be back.”
And she leaves you alone, with your hot mug and confusing thoughts going through your head. You miss him so much, that’s the only thing you can think about. Him.
“…can I speak with her already or are you still playing mom?” A voice reaches you and looking at the corner, you sip your tea and sigh. Seconds after, a woman comes in. She has short, light brown hair and blue eyes. Or green. You can’t tell. “So you’re Negan’s girlfriend.”
No, you’re not. Are you? “I think we broke up.”
“I just want to make sure you know the man you’ve been living with.” She says but doesn’t sound angry. And you were expecting her to be angry. This is Maggie, you can tell by how Carol described her a while ago. The window.
“He killed your husband. Left your child fatherless.” Voice weak, you nod to yourself. “I’m well aware of the man he was.”
“Good. I don’t care about your feelings for him. I don’t care if you forgive him or not, what I do care about is the truth.” Maggie says, walking closer. Carol appears behind her, eyes on you. “I want you to have the whole picture, so you can judge it. Because I believe you’re an intelligent woman who’s able to know the difference between someone who’s lying and someone being honest.”
With your eyes locked on her, you nod. For some reason, there are tears in your eyes. The truth is, whenever you mentioned his past, there was sadness, even desolation on his face. His posture changed, Negan was… In pain. It makes your heart beat faster because you’ve seen it in his eyes. How embarrassed he was, as he remembered the things he did.
Now, your heart craves for him even more. It drums in your ears, and maybe you’re getting crazy, but you swear it’s beating his name.
“Well, can you?” Maggie asks, and you can see her again.
“Yeah.” You mutter, nodding again. “I can.”
“Good.” She mutters, coming over to you, a hand on your shoulder as you look up at her. “I can never forgive Negan. I don’t have it in me, not yet. I’m not my father. But I won’t despise you if you choose to stay with him. I’m a reasonable woman, and you’ll always find a home here, and a place to come if you need help or anything.”
“Thanks.” You whisper, giving her a small smile.
“I shall go now. There’s a lot to do.”
“Can I help?” You suddenly want something to do, both to be useful and to make your blood flow. Maybe it’ll help you think.
•••
It doesn’t help. Not really.
The sun is moving towards the horizon when you’re back at Carol’s place. After showering to wash the dirt and sweat off, you sit on the bed of the guest room.
Brushing your hair, you remember Maggie’s words. And Carol’s words. And Negan’s.
Closing your eyes, a smile comes to your lips at the memory of his kiss. Lying down, you take a deep breath. During your labor, you have played back all the times you asked about his life before the cabin, from the very first time. His expression dropped, he moved, as if shrinking, even tried to move away from you, even is subconsciously. Sometimes, he’d go out, with the excuse of searching for nearby walkers. And once back at the cabin, he acted weird, as if dirty. Guilty. Trying to do stuff for you as a way of apologizing for something he didn’t do. Well, for something he did that you didn’t know.
“What do I do?” You ask yourself, in a low voice, moving to lay on your side. “What do I do?”
Pulling the pillow close, you hug it, burying your face in it. After a while, you’re almost falling asleep despite still being late afternoon. But your nap is interrupted by a weird sound, music, you realize as you sit up. Then, a knock on the door.
“(Y/N),” Carol says, and you rub your eyes.
“Come in.” You tell her. “Who’s partying?”
“Negan.” She says, in an urgent voice. That’s when you recognize ‘Sweet Child o Mine’.
“Holy shit!” And you’re off, rushing to the window and pulling it open.
Negan is on the sidewalk, leaning against his bike with the super old radio you have on the ground, from where the music is coming. A smile creeps over your lips, and it feels like your heart will jump off your chest.
It doesn’t take much until his eyes find yours, and a sad smile lights up his features.
“I think you should go talk to him,” Carol says, raising her voice above the music. And you’re crying, even though you tried hard not to.
“I love him. Who he is now. He… He changed, I know he did.” You tell her, giving him a little, shy wave.
Carol giggles, and when you turn at her, there’s a kind smile on her face. “I know. I got that the first time I saw you. It was in your eyes.”
I’m in a rush of adrenaline, you run to her, throwing your arms around her. “Thank you. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Now go! I don’t think he cares much about attracting walkers as long as he can get you back.”
“Oh, I’ll make him turn it off. Sorry.” Placing a kiss on her cheek, you’re off, almost stumbling through the stairs.
When you’re outside, you’re running to him. Right into his arms. But his arms aren’t enough, so you jump on him, legs around his waist. “Holy shit.” He mutters at the sudden move, but there’s a laugh in his voice. Negan is quick to hold you up, embracing you tightly against him. “God, I missed you so much. I’m so sorry, I should have told you everything but I was so scared, (Y/N).”
“Yeah, you were a dick.” You mumble, many tears rolling down. “Are you’re a jerk for not telling me but you’re so damn lucky I love you.”
“Wait… You love me?” He asks, and you pull apart just enough to look into each other’s eyes. It’s funny to see him from this perspective since he’s holding you in a way you’re taller. “Do you really love me? An old man like me?”
“An old man like you.” You say, raising an eyebrow. “Now, please, turn it down before we have to stop the reconciliation to put some walkers down.”
“You’re right.” He makes a show of putting you down, before kicking the radio’s off button. “Now, baby, get your iPod, and let’s go home.”
“Only if you promise never to lie again. Never.”
“Never.” He smiles, that smug smirk you love so much. “As long as I live, I’ll never, ever speak a lie again. Not to you at least.”
“Alright.” Nodding, you give some steps backward before turning around and getting back inside to get the iPod. When you’re back, you hop on the bike behind him. “We can pick the radio next time.” You say, holding tight to him.
“As the lady wants.” He gives you a look before starting the bike and moving forward. “Now that you have forgiven me because I’ll assume you already did… We can start talking about the next steps.”
“Next steps?” Raising your voice so he will hear you, there are a lot of eyes on you. People are surprised, you think, to see you with Negan.
“Yup. Marriage… Maybe a kid?”
“Maybe two?” You say with a giggle, as you cross the gates.
“Two kids it is.”
Pushing yourself up quickly, you place a kiss on his cheek before letting yourself fall back on the seat. “Let’s ride to the sunset then, my love.”
Summary: You were running from death for too long, and when you stumbled upon a wooden cabin in the woods, you found more than just a safe place to hide.
“She’s got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories. Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky.” Both you and Negan sing along to the music, in a tone of voice that will make him check the surrounding areas. But it feels good. And you’re happy you feel safe enough to do this after so long stuck in silence. “Now and then when I see her face, she takes me away to that special place, and if I stare too long, I’d probably break down and cry.” With a bright smile on your face, you brace yourself for the chorus. It’s always powerful, and it brings a nostalgic feeling. From the life before, when you used to dance to this very song in your bedroom.
“Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o’ mine.” Negan, as usual, sings the first part. You have your legs on his lap, as you both sit on the living room couch, sharing a blanket.
“OH!, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine.” You finish up, throwing your head back with a smile.
It took two weeks for you and Negan to break through each other. Seventeen days to be exact. At first, it was weird, mostly at night when you were sharing the bed. But now, it’s actually nice. And fun. You love his sense of humor.
“Good music never gets old.” He comments when the song is over.
“You’re one hundred percent right.” With a giggle, you run a hand through your hair. “It just sucks that you have to go charge it at the community.”
“Yeah, it was pretty hard to explain the first time.”
“Why don’t you live with them? Was it your decision or theirs?”
Negan goes silent for a while, a sigh leaving his lips. “I wasn’t much of a nice guy before. Did some ugly shit, they rather have me away.”
“Well, we all did some ugly shit at some point. I had to kill people and… I’m not proud of it.”
“You? Tiny, little you? I don’t believe it.” Under the blanket, Negan tickles your sides, making you break into laughter, slapping his hands.
“Stop it! Stop it!” You’re still giggling when he does. “Well, I’m not as helpless as I look, Mister. I can defend myself when I need to.”
“Well…, you won’t need to anymore.”
“Oh, yeah? And why’s that?” There’s this unspoken thing between you. It gets clear these times when the conversation goes some unexpected way. It feels like something floating in the air, close enough to grab, but you don’t know why neither of you take it.
“Because from now on you have me.”
“And why the hell do you think my stay is permanent?” Squinting your eyes, you stare at him.
“Because if you go, sweetheart, you won’t be taking my iPod.”
“I can always steal it.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Is that a challenge?”
Negan raises an eyebrow, and when you think he will say something, he suddenly grabs your legs, and pulls, making you slide on the cough, closer to him. “If you’re leaving I have to–” And he’s tickling you again, on the ribs, making you laugh out loud, trying to push him away. “–make sure you don’t forget me, little one.”
“NO!” You scream, trying to get him off you. “I’m not going anywhere! Stop it.”
“Oh, good. Very good.” He raises his voice to make himself heard above your laughs. And when he finally stops, he’s close.
A little too close.
“You really want me to stay?” You ask now that you managed to catch your breath. He nods. “Why? And no funny answer, I really wanna know.”
“It’s just good to have someone who doesn’t hate me.”
“Why would I hate you?” As usual, Negan starts to move away. And not only physically, but also emotionally. It happens every time you get closer to asking about whatever happened before. But this time, you hold him by the collar of his shirt, forcing him into this half lying, half sitting position you got yourselves into. “Negan, please. Whatever you tell me… It’s ok. We all did bad things in the past.”
“That’s it. I did bad things. No need to get into details.”
“Ne–”
You’re suddenly cut off by his lips, crashing on yours. It’s so unexpected that for a moment you’re frozen, unsure why he did that. And your lack of response makes him pull away, an awkward expression on his face. “I screwed up. I thought it would be romantic, you know? But I get it, being kissed by an old man like it must be–”
“Shut up and kiss me again so I can kiss you back, you idiot.”
And so he does. A couple of times, actually.
And then, way too many times, never enough.
Love is different these days. Before, it would take more time. And maybe your world wouldn’t even get in touch with his.
But now, it happens fast. And it doesn’t make it weak. Maybe, it makes it stronger.
You and Negan bounded quickly. And it also escalated quickly. From the first awkwardness of living under the same roof with someone after so long alone, you grew to enjoy his company. To want his company. To love his company.
•••
“It’s so cold today.” You complain, coming from the bathroom and sliding under the blankets, curling up next to him. “Winter will be tough.”
“It will.” He takes you in with open arms, rubbing your back as you put your head on his chest. “I’ll get us more blankets.”
“In Alexandria?”
“Mhmm.”
“Can I come with you?” You ask, lifting your head to look at him. “I’m curious about it.”
“Thought you were suspicious of them.”
“I am.” Raising your head, you look at him with a smile. “So I wanna go to keep you safe.”
“Oh, thank you. I always get so scared out there, I’ll feel so much better with you.”
The sarcastic tone makes you roll your eyes. “Keep talking like that and I’ll bite you.”
“Mmm… I might not complain.”
“Oh, shut up.” Lying on his chest again, you pull the blankets closer. “Also… I wanna go out. I have been inside this cabin since I got here. I’m ready to face the outside world again.”
“I’ll be right there with you.” Listening to this soft, sweet promise, you fall asleep in his arms, warm and comfortable.
•••
The morning comes fast, and it’s around nine when you and Negan leave the cabin. Being outside again feels weird, but good. Now that you don’t need to run for your life, you can see the beauty of it. The trees, tall and strong, the sunlight coming through, painting the atmosphere with a golden shine.
“You’re alright?” He asks after a while, taking your hand in his. “Anxiety kicking in?”
You simply shake your head, giving him a look and a smile. “It’s silent here. I like it.”
“Yeah, it is.”
“Thank you for walking there. I needed to… Face it. The fear of being out here.”
“Not a problem. It’s not a hard walk.” Negan has your hand secure in his, all the way.
The gates of the city come into your sight suddenly. It’s open, with a couple of people by it, working. You feel Negan tensing up, so you caress the back of his hand with your thumb. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” He quickly says.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you look ahead. As you get closer, the staring begins. Nobody stops you, but nobody talks to you either. Not until a woman with white hair comes, with a very weird smile on her lips. “Hello. Do you need anything?”
“Blankets. The nights are getting colder.” Negan says, and the woman looks at you.
“Hi…” You mutter, unsure what to say. “Could I charge my iPod while Negan gets the blankets?” Deciding to ask, you offer the woman a smile.
Which she retributes. “Sure. Come.” The woman tilts her head to the side, and you look at Negan, only following her when he nods.
The woman guides you into a house, showing you a power plug. “You can use this one.”
“Thank you.” You mutter, plugging it and sitting on the armchair next to it.
The woman stays there, and you raise your eyes to look at her. “So it’s true.” She says after a while, curiously. “There is a girl with Negan after all. Unless you’re being forced to be here, putting on an act.”
“An act?” Squinting, you shrug your shoulders. “Why would I do that? Why would Negan force me–”
“Well, in his defense, he was always against any kind of abuse to women. Never allowing his men to force women into any kind of sexual interactions, going as far as killing those who did or tried.”
Her words get to you slowly, as you try to process all this. His men? Was he some kind of leader before? Before, as in before the world broke? No, probably after. Before probably mean before you. “Mmm… I was alone for a long time. I got hurt and stumbled upon the cabin. Didn’t know he was in there. He took me in and we’ve been… Together ever since.”
“Together as in together? Or just together?”
Why does she care? Why is she asking so many questions? “We’re together.” You’re careful not to put any kind of intonation on it. She’s free to understand it however she likes.
“Then he told you who he was. What he did.” She steps closer, a hard expression on her face as she looks down at you. “Why nobody wants him here.”
Standing back up, you face her. Even though she’s taller. “I don’t know what you’re trying to do here. If you’re into Negan or if–”
“Negan had an army.” She cuts you off, raising her voice. It feels like she’s your mother, that warning tone that makes you want to sit down and listen to the lecture with your mouth shut. “He terrorized us, other communities as well. He killed many of our people. He took our things, the things we worked hard to get, just to burn them on the side of the road. He almost made one of ours cut off his own son’s arm.”
“What..?” It comes out a shallow breath, as you step back, falling on the armchair. There are tears in your eyes, and the man you love turns into a monster, made up by this woman’s words. You know he did bad things… but not this. This is too much. “H-he couldn’t.”
“Yeah… Guess he didn’t tell you that part of his story.”
Summary:You were running from death for too long, and when you stumbled upon a wooden cabin in the woods, you found more than just a safe place to hide.
You were chased by the dead before. By a herd of them. But you were never this scared of only three.
The wound on your right leg makes you terribly slow, basically dragging yourself through the forest, using anything in your path to help you move. But they are close. In fact, they grab your legs every now and then. You want to fight, to kill them all over again, but the weakness of almost a week with nothing to eat has taken your strength away.
You’re lying down, listening to their growling when it comes into your sight. A wooden cabin, as if it took form only now, being born from the forest ground. It’s an amazing view, you think. It’s safety, it’s a chance to live a little longer.
With a last boost of adrenaline, you start half limping, half jumping, the empty bag slapping on your back. But when you finally make all the way to the simple wood door keeping you away from the security of that cabin… It’s blocked.
“Shit.” You mutter, pushing it, trying to pull on the handle. Then, you start punching it, trying to make it move. They’re close now, the dead. You’ll become one of them… After a hell lot of pain.
The thought makes you cry, sob, pushing the door with everything you have left, tasting the salty tears in your mouth.
“Who the hell is–” The voice reaches you suddenly, at the same moment the door is pulled open and you almost fall inside.
It happens too fast for your scared, terrified mind to process. But you’re pulled inside, falling on the floor with a groan as the man steps outside. The noises that follow, or rather saying, the cessation of the insistent snarling, tells you that whoever that was, he put the dead into death again. Permanently.
All those thoughts you’re supposed to have now when meeting another living person, don’t come to you. Lying back, eyes on the wooden ceiling, you just breathe. In and out, the paint on your leg gets worse as your blood gets colder, as the adrenaline leves lower.
“Hey.” The man says, and you close your eyes. Please, God. Let him be a good man. Please, God, let him not be evil. Or crazy. Please, please, please. You chant in your head, praying, hoping. “Are you alright, young lady?”
You chuckle. Young lady? “Yeah. Gonna be.” You burst out. “Gonna be.”
“This on your leg. Were you bit?”
“God, no.” Eyes open again, you turn your head at the source of the voice. The man you find is handsome, with dark hair slid back, a gray beard, and eyes that don’t scare you. The white T-shirt he’s using is stained by blood now. “I had a car. Lost control and it crashed badly.” You touch your forehead, the cut above your eyebrow. “Barely came out alive. Been walking around ever since.”
“Mmm.” He mutters, and vanishes from your side, deeper into the house. You stay there, catching your breath. “Is there anyone looking for you?”
Red flag. “No.” Damn it, you should have lied. “Why?”
“There’s a community not too far away. I’m sure they’d take you in.” He comes back, with a clean T-shirt on, dark blue this time, and sits near your wounded leg. Before you can ask what he’s doing, the man is cutting your jeans to have access to the wound. “It’s safe.”
“If it’s safe, why aren’t you there?”
“I’m better off on my own.” He simply says, and you hiss when he pours something on the wound. “I’m Negan. You?”
“(Y/N). Ouch!”
“It’s bad. The cut got you deep. Sliced your muscle in two.”
“Great.” You mutter, grinding your teeth when he does whatever he’s doing. “Goddamn it.”
“Where are you from?”
“New York.”
“Why did you come here?”
“Had no idea where to go. Damn it!” You yell, sitting back up, looking at him. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Stitching you up. Now lie back down and let me finish.” He says, pushing your shoulder until you’re back against the floor. “Talking helps. Tell me about you.”
“I’m (Y/N)… But you already know that. Currently on the second decade of my life, which wasn’t supposed to be spent fighting for my life.” Another groan and you cover your face with both hands. “I wanted to be a vet. I-I love the color the sky gets just before the sunrise. Has seen it many times ever since the dead came back to life, in endless sleepless nights.” The words keep coming, as you try to focus on anything else than the pain. You’re used to the agony by now, but it doesn’t mean you like it. For a day, a week, or a month, you’d like to live without it.
Without pain, without fear, without loneliness.
And then, you’re crying. From the wound, from the reality of your life now.
“Hey, hey,” Negan says, and you bite back a sob. “Tell me about your favorite song. Favorite song ever.”
He’s trying. He’s… Being nice. And you hope he won’t ask for anything in exchange. “Sweet Child O’ Mine.” You say, taking deep breaths.
“Oh, really?” You nod. “If you hold on, I’ll give you my old iPod. I have this song in it. And plenty of others. Still has some charge left.”
At that, you smile through the tears. “Thank you.” You whisper, even though that’s a sign of vulnerability. But so are the tears. If this man wanted to hurt you, he wouldn’t go through all the trouble of helping you.
He says something, but for some reason, you feel the world around you fade to black.
After a while, maybe a minute, or a couple of hours, you come back into the world of the living. Eyes opening, you’re startled at first - and relieved - not to see the top of the trees. But a ceiling instead. In the next seconds, everything comes back. The man, Negan, the stitches, the door opening to welcome you in.
You have no idea why Negan is the first thing that comes back, instead of the feeling of safety for being away from the dead.
Grunting lowly, you sit up, looking around the simple room. By the looks of it, it’s his room. On the nightstand, you find a sheet of paper with handwritten words on it. It’s been so long since you saw handmade calligraphy that it takes a while for you to understand.
‘Went to get a few supplies. Will be back soon. The shower works, no warm water though.’ It’s everything it says. And screw the cold water, you just need to get the dirt, blood, and sweat off your body.
So into the bathroom you go, a high window letting in some light. On the sink, there’s a pile of clothes, man’s clothes, Negan’s clothes. But given the note he left, you conclude those are for you. Your clothes are ruined and he surely noticed that.
The water makes you shiver, and it’s kinda complicated with the wounded leg, but you’re thankful for it. You close it while you rub soap on your body, all over, until you are covered by a white layer of it. And when you find a shampoo, you can’t help but use it too.
Once you’re done, into the sweatpants you had to fold the bars and the dark blue, tattered hoodie, you walk out, feeling better than you had in a long time. Your skin smells so good, and so does your hair, that you even ignore the pain in your leg. Going back to the bed, you lie down, taking a deep breath.
That’s when the bedroom door opens, and fear creeps over. Your first thought is to run but for some reason, you’re slower. Like under the stupor of having to find a place - even if not your place -, that you’re finally not in imminent danger.
“Whoa, sorry.” He raises a hand, a bag on the other. “Believe it or not I went to get some stuff for you and kinda forgot you were here.”
“Stuff? What kind of stuff? Where?” It comes out too fast, almost all scrambled. “You’re sending me away?”
“First of all, breathe.” He puts the bag down, walking closer to the bed. Out of instinct, you move back, until your back hits the headrest. “Second, I’m not going to hurt you, and third, I’m not sending you away.” Negan puts the bag on the bed, opens it, and pulls some clothes from it. Woman’s clothes. “I have zero girl’s stuff in here, so I went to Alexandria to get you some.”
Slowly, you crawl over the bag, checking what’s inside. “Y-you even got me tampons?” You ask in disbelief.
“Yeah. You girld use it, don’t you?”
“Yeah…” Voice fading, you keep looking. There’s even a half of a body lotion in it. “Thank you. I… I didn’t mean to invade your place. But I saw a cabin and I knew I had to get inside or else I’d die.”
“I know. And a pretty girl like you has more to fear out there than just the walkers.” Negan walks across the room, sitting on the armchair near the window, which is blocked by planks of light-colored wood.
Walkers… Funny way to call it. “Pretty girl?”
“I don’t mean it creepily.” Negan defensively raises his hands again.“You’re a beautiful young woman, it’s hard not to notice that.”
Looking down at your baggy clothes, and minding how tired your face must look, you wonder if he’s joking. “Well, thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Yeah.”
He nods in response, and you stare at each other for a while. Like a minute maybe two. On your part, you think the reason why you can’t take your eyes off him is that you can’t believe he’s real. You’re having a hard time processing you found a small house, to keep the ‘walkers’ away, and a person who is being kind. Kind enough to go who knows where to get you the things you’ll need.
On his part… You have no idea. But the good thing is that you don’t find evil things in his eyes. Not lust, or anger, or far worse things. Negan is just… Gazing. Admiring…? Maybe he also can’t believe it, having found someone else who’s not crazy. But he did say there’s a community somewhere around here.
“So. How long can I stay?” You decide to ask, breaking eye contact to crawl back under the blankets.
Through the corner of your eyes, you see him shrugging his shoulders. “I’m not going anywhere. So you can stay for as long as you want.”
Nodding, you lie on your side, looking at him again. “I’ll stop bothering you as soon as I find a place to go. A direction to keep moving too.”
“Don’t you have a goal? Someone you’re trying to find, someplace you’re trying to get to.”
“There ain’t much left out there…” You mutter, sighing. “And I have no one left so I just keep moving.”
“I don’t have anyone either.” He says, looking down at his hands. “Lost everyone I loved, everything I built. Now it’s just me in here.”
There’s a question, a proposition in the air. But you think he doesn’t want to say it, all the words, and you don’t think you can either. But in your head, it sounds like: If we’re alone, let’s be alone together.
“Do you mind if I nap a little here? Then I can sleep on the couch, the floor, or even on this armchair.”
“Sleep. I’ll check the surroundings.” And he stands up. “And I’m a practical man. It’s a double bed so we could share until I find another bed for you. But you can put some pillows between us.”
You don’t want to sleep on the same bed a man you just met.
But all things considered - the end of the world as you know it, the fact that you’re inside a house after so long, finding a man good enough to care about you -, this isn’t as crazy as it was before. It’s survival. If there’s a bed that fits two and you’re in two, both will take the bed.
Did you guys ever noticed Jeffrey has a scar on his right side of his face?
In Jeff’s words: “About 15 years ago I was riding my motorcycle in LA and spotted a guy beating up his girlfriend outside a 7-Eleven. I pulled over to break it up and she coldcocked me from behind with a bottle. She wasn’t grateful at all.”
Request:Y/N and your people go on a supply run, as Negan and his people show up to the same place. Negan had no other choice but to accept your offer being out run by your bigger community with larger equipment. As Negan and Y/N bump heads showing who has the biggest balls here and a badass attitude, Negan is more impressed by how brave and clever Y/N is.
“This is the location, we haven’t been here yet and we need to check it out and see what we can find.” You point on the map showing the crew in your office.
“And if we don’t find anything?” David asked.
“Here is another location.” You point to a new spot on the map as you circled it with a red sharpie. “We haven’t been here yet. But we need to make sure the other place has what we need before we go to the next one.” You said
“Anyone have any questions?” You asked everyone in the room.
“When are we going?” Sarah asked quietly, she’s the shy one, as her face turns red she hated speaking in front of everyone.
“Good question, we could leave tonight. But I rather everyone sleep well tonight and we can go first thing in the morning. I’d like for my people well rested before we go on a big supply run.” You said.
You hated over working your people, you always do your best to make sure they’re well rested before a big event happens.
“Alright everyone let’s get some sleep since we have a big day tomorrow, I’d like everyone ready by 7:00 am tomorrow. Also before you leave here, Candace here has a list of everything we need for tomorrow. Run by her on things you need and be ready with it tomorrow morning. Goodnight everyone.” You said as folding up the map and putting all your paperwork together.
“Hey Y/N before you leave.” David said as he opened up the door and Sarah came back in with a cake and some lit candles.
Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Y/N! Happy fucking birthday to you!!!! Everyone shouted
“Now make a wish as Sarah placed the cake down on the table in your office. You start to cry and couldn’t gather your words. “Guys..d-did you seriously do this for me? Wait how did y’all know it was my fucking birthday!” You said with tears and a smile.
“How could we forget your birthday we been marking it on the calendar everyday.” David said
“With everything you do for us, you’re one of the rarest leaders who just.. you know treat us well, you gave us a chance to rebuild a life again.. you bring us hope.” Sarah said
“And a hot as bitch!” Candace said as everyone in the room started to laugh.
You chuckled and made a wish and blew out your candles. “Your guys are the greatest get your asses over here!” As you held out your arms and everyone ran to tackle you.
Sarah cut the cake giving everyone a piece, you guys laughed and joked for a good thirty minutes before it was time for everyone to leave. Sarah was nice enough to clean up the office so you didn’t have to do it. You smiled looking around the room before turning the lights off and closing the door behind you to go too your house to sleep.
******
It was the next morning and you were gathering everything before you had to leave for the run. As you walk outside your crew was ready to go by the gate.
“Well shit look at all you sexy bitches, hot and READY! Me likely!” You said as you gave them all a sassy wink.
Everyone laughed, you always know how to start the morning by getting everyone to laugh. They always look forward to every trip with you. Makes things easier knowing your group loves hanging out with you.
“Well Goodmorning fuckers! Let’s get our asses on the motherfuckin road! Or are we just gonna stand around and be zombies all day?” You said with your arms spread out smiling walking backwards towards the gate.
“Zombies? sounds pretty nice if you ask me?”David said as you look at him with a smile
“Yeah yeah it would be nice, maybe after this trip we can relax and be zombies for a bit.” You chuckled knowing they will need a full day of rest after this trip. Specially you.
“Hey everyone you know I always do this but it’s a reminder. You all know the drill. We run our routes. Mark your log books. Clear any walkers you see. You run into anything, anything you can’t handle, you come back here. Be smart about it. We work as a team okay? You said as everyone nodded.
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It’s been about 2 hours on the road as you guys finally rolled up to the place. It was an army base. You take out your radio. “Hey Sarah we have some walkers up ahead it seems like this place has some scattered around. Let’s stop here.” You said as you told David to stop the jeep. “You got it boss lady.” Sarah said over the radio.
You get out of the jeep as everyone else got out of their vehicle and walked over to you.
“You guys know the drill let’s clear the outside first before we go in.” You said as everyone nodded.
You started to ran and slammed your knife in the back of a walkers head, you’re always the first one to take action, it’s your favorite thing. Well taking action first that is not the killing part. You’re slamming all the walkers down there was a good amount here, this kind of thing always got your heart pumping of excitement.
You stabbed another walker through the head and you pulled the knife out and it broke.
“Oh you son of a bitch! Are you shittin me right now!” You said in an anger voice, wiping your sweat off your forehead with your arm as you were trying to pull another knife out of your side pants, a few walkers started to get real close to you, you were walking backwards and tripped over a dead walker landing on your back. You were using your elbows pulling yourself backwards to get away as you heard gunshots from a distance taking out the last few of the walkers around.
You seen a group standing with guns and a tall man with a barb wired bat around his shoulder. He wore black boots with dark gray pants, one glove on his right hand and a fucking leather jacket in 90 degree weather. How in the hell was he not sweating balls here. Is he fucking insane?
The tall man with the bat started to walk towards you along with his group behind him, as you helped yourself up and your group came up behind you with their guns. You put your hands on your hips.
“Hi pretty lady, I’m Negan.” He smiled As he held up both his arms out with Lucille in his right hand. “And we’re the saviors.” He did a slight point towards you.
“Hi.” You said crossing your arms. Lifting one eyebrow.
“Well damn excuse my goddamn French but I just saved your fucking ass and that’s all the response I get?” He said with a smile.
You rolled your eyes. “Sorry didn’t mean to offend you Mr… Negan right?” You said in a sassy tone that made him smirk a little.
“That’s right doll face, may I ask what you’re doing out here? At our base.” He asked leaning to the side moving his eye up and down at you, he was indeed checking you out.
“I could ask you the same thing Mr…. Negan.” Giving him a slight smirk. “In fact how could this be YOUR place when we just cleared the outside and none of your people are here guarding it. And… I don’t see your name on it.” You said giving him a tease with another smirk.
“You see this shit! this is what I’m talking about! Ahh this is the shit that just tickles me balls!” As he turned around looking at his men with his arms up. He turned side ways to look at you with a smirk. “You may not know me sweetheart, but you’re definitely gonna wish you haven’t.”
“Hmm, funny you say that because I feel you’re gonna regret crossing me pretty soon.” You snapping back.
“Yeah, we will see about that.” He whispered where you didn’t hear him.
“You see here, there’s this new world order and well dollface I hate to break it to you but you’re now apart of it. So let me break it down simple and easy for you. One..” as he held up his index finger, smirking away. “You work for me. We have the whole set up, beds, food you name it, I have the whole package sweetheart! So all you have to do is work for me. Or two.” He flipped up his middle finger too. “I kill you and your fucking people now! I take your shit, and be on my merry fucking way. Well I don’t like hurting women, so suggest you pick one. But men? Hell doll face I could bash their brains all fucking day! He sighs shaking his head as he grinned. “…..Women are just to fucking beautiful to kill.. so sweetheart. What’s it gonna be..?” Holding up his arms again with his bat in the air.
Your arms are still crossed and your smile that never left your face
“Neither.” You said with no hesitation.
“I’m sorry doll face I didn’t quite catch that.” He started to look angry.
“Mr. Negan let me be clear here, I’ll make it simple and easy.” As you leaned forward “just for you.” Still having a smile on your face with your arms crossed.
“Your rules are shit, and no I don’t do new world orders very well, you see here Mr. Negan. I will take your shit and be glad to shove it up your ass.” You let out a small laugh and you see Negan’s people gripping their guns about to point them to you and your people.
“Ohh sweetheart, you have no… idea who you’re talking to.” Negan now looks more angry.
“Oh I do doll face, and let’s be real here.” You sigh turning your head looking at the army base. “This is mine, and mine only.”
You couldn’t help but stare at his eyes, he had the most beautiful eyes you ever seen, hazel.. oh those hazel eye that could kill you.. when he smiled it just lit up his face along with his dimples. His smile curved so perfectly making his dimples pop out more. Making your heart race faster. His anger made you like him more. His attitude was turning you on.
“Well excuse me sweetheart.. I didn’t know this belong to you, there’s rules here in fact whatever is yours. Is now mine. Rather you it or not.” They He said with more intense voice
You couldn’t help but chuckle at his response. “I never nor will I ever agree to anyone’s rules in fact I dont follow other people’s rules very well.”
Behind you, you could hear more vehicles rolling up. If was more of your people. David must of gave a code over the radio signaling we need help. David is basically your right hand man. One of the most clever guys on your team. He goes with you everywhere.
You turn your head to see behind you and you seen more of your community there with you. In that moment you had more people protecting your crew. More people than Negan brought along. You had more weapons, bigger guns and even a few tankers.
Negan’s eyes had widen, in shocked to see the shit you had. It was more than what he even had at his sanctuary.
“Welcome to the rising undead.” Holding out your hands your elbows were still to you sides. You gave a smirk and shot a wink towards his way.
“Now there’s no rules here Mr. Negan.” You started to walk towards him placing your knife back down on the side of you pants. “But we can try and agree on something here if you are okay with that.” You stopped about 10 feet in front of him. You watch his eyebrow raise making you smile a little.
You seen Negan look passed you at your large group. You were proud of your people in the moment showing up the way they did, how David sent a signal out. You had a huge community that you loved. You took care of. They respected you. You keep them safe and they keep you safe at all cost. Mostly everyone called you mom even for laughs and giggles. But deep down you acted like a mother when they needed you to the most. They love you as much as you love them. And for that, in this moment you couldn’t help but smile hearing more vehicles roll up in front of you. Behind Negan’s group, vehicles driving through the field to your right, an open field. It was huge. You watched Negan’s face as you hear all the vehicle doors open and slam shut. Negan in that moment all he could do was agree, he was out run by your people.
He started to look around as he giggled. He was facing the field and slightly turned his head towards you with a smile, like he was proud of your ass. Probably shocked seeing a woman like you that ran an community the way you do.
“Shit doll face, I guess I no longer have a choice here do I?” He ask turning his body towards you still having a smile on his face.
You couldn’t help but smile at his response, his smile was making you weak. Fuck, you needed to slap yourself in the face to knock it off. And get your shit together.
“Sorry my love I don’t think you do.” You said crossing your arms over your chest.
“There’s another army base that’s untouched, I’m willing to give that to you if you let us have this one. But… there’s a catch.” You said
“And what is that doll face?” Negan asked.
“I’ll let you have it, you let us help you clear some bigger place out for you, since we indeed have the bigger guns here. So in return we get some supplies. You know like a payment.” You said
Negan gave you smile, he seemed like he was trying to figure out what to say. Lost in words. Realized how clever you were.
“So Mr. Negan, what’s it gonna be?”
He took a few seconds to reply. “Alright. So how can we find them?” He raised an eyebrow with a smile on his face.
You started to walk towards him teasingly, looking into his eyes with a mischievous smile. You stopped in front of him standing very close. Finally breaking the eye contact, you put your hand on his shoulder and tiptoed to whisper in his ear.
“I’ll see you soon, big boy.” You say before planting a small but lingering kiss on his cheek. You pull away and see his smile grew wider deepening his dimples.
“I am about fifty percent more into you now…just sayin’.” Negan said grinning from that kiss
“An I’m about zero percent into now.” You said smirking, you slowly move your hand down off his shoulder to you biceps, walking backwards letting him go staring at him like you want him so badly as he started to see that.
You reached in your back pocket and took out a map. You handed it to him, the location that was folded up, as you knew the location was already marked on the map. “It’s the location of the other army base.” You said.
You turn away swaying back to your team and gave them nod to go ahead to the army base. As you stopped in the middle of the road before you went to follow your team, you turn around to look behind you to see Negan one last time, he gave you a smile and turned around as you watched him leave.
You called Joel and Steve over to you. These two are the best you had when they needed someone to sneak around. As they never get caught doing what they do best. They been with you since day one and never left your side. And never hesitate when you ask them for help.
“I need you both to follow them, check out their community and see what they do. Please?”
They both nodded and walked away and left to follow them.
“Jesus Y/N you handle that pretty fucking well, I almost didn’t need to signal anyone out here.” David said, he let out a chuckle.
You giggled still having a smile on your face from Negan. “No no no… I’m really glad you signal out for help. That actually made us look bigger and tougher.” You placed you hand on his shoulder. “Thank you David, seriously I owe you one big time. I’m proud of you, as I always am.” You smiled as you both walked over by the fence to the army base.
You and your people cleared out the inside, there was a lot of walkers more than you imagined. But luckily No one got hurt. As everyone knew the drill to check the walkers for any items that we could use, in fact the walkers had armer, weapons, knifes and extra bullets. There was a lot of items we needed so everyone gathered the items placing them in bins to haul back to their vehicles. We placed everything by the door till we had everything we needed.
There was a storage room full of MREs packages of food that the military used for meals. There was a lot, about a month worth of food. This was big as you needed all the food you could get.
“Hey Y/N!” David called you over. As you walked over to him, you seen the next room full of vehicles.
“Holy shit David!” You yelled out.
There was a full garage of army vehicles. BAe caiman, General Dynamics Stryker, M1 Abrams. The list went on. “Fuck David we could use these!” You had a big smile on your face. You couldn’t believe everything you guys had found inside, more and bigger weapons.
David grabbed a group of people having them get the new batteries and fuel for the vehicles. Most of them worked. While another group took what they could off the bad vehicles.
Everyone gathered everything and loaded up the vehicles, you helped them out too, getting everyone to laugh by your jokes, a lot of them joked back. You always tried and make a trip fun even when everyone is tired and worn out. You knew it was going to be a long trip back as you left the MREs out and had everyone grab some food for dinner before going back on the road. We needed to eat, you could tell how they needed their energy. While you all finished eating you gathered everyone around
“I really wanted to thank every single one of you tonight, seriously. You guys did awesome. The ones that came with me today, and for those who came out when you were signal too. You guys even stayed to helped clear out the inside and helped loading our trucks up making this go by faster.” You see everyone with a smile on their faces. They were all happy to be there with you.
“I seriously couldn’t ask for a better community than this. Thank you everyone again. I dont know about you guys but I’m ready to go home and fucking sleep!!” You yelled out as everyone cheered getting in their vehicles. Before you and David got in your vehicle he wanted to talk with you.
“Hey um Joel radio me, they made it safe and haven’t gotten seen. they’re still out there and safe.” David said
You nodded as you both got in the vehicle to go home. It was a nice smooth way back as you all pulled all your vehicles in everyone was unloading their trucks. You seen Lacy one your guards on the wall. She’s one of your toughest women here, well every women here you think is tough, lacy loves to work out she’s a body builder. She could work out for hours when she doesn’t have to be on watch. Who also teaches karate here. You been trying to get her to come out with you on a supple run but she loves being the guard on watch. Which is is one of your best spotters.
“Hey lacy!” You yelled out waving your two fingers motioning her to come down.
Hey Y/N! I see you brought in some good shit this time!” She said while chuckling.
“Hey now I always get the good shit!” You chuckled back. “What can I do to get you off that wall to come out with us next time?” You smiled at her.
“Well you got me off the wall now.” Lacy chuckled. “But you know I rather stay here, I’m your best spotter and you keeping me off the wall isn’t gonna help you out you know.”
You nodded knowing she loves her job. “Maybe one day I’ll get you out.” You smiled as lacy shocked her head.
“We will see boss!” Lacy ran back up to the wall as you watched her. You really would like her out there soon. But you hated pushing people who didn’t want to do something they don’t like.
“Alright everyone let’s get some rest shall we!” You said while everyone start to head back to their homes. Everything was put away and it was quiet in your community. As you get home you sat on your porch and pulled out your cigarettes. Before you could light it.
“Hey now, I thought you quit that shit?” Sarah said with a tease.
She had the most beautiful red hair you’d ever seen, it was long and wavy that was down to almost her butt. She barely wore it down but when she did she was beautiful. She had these beautiful hazel green eyes with a tint of gray around the edges.
You chuckled “yeah I thought so too.” As you lit your cigarette handing her the pack as Sarah grabbed a cigarette and your litter and lit her cigarette.
“You were pretty awesome the way you handle Negan.” Sarah said
“Yeah, yeah I fucking was.” You both chuckled.
“Not gonna lie, Negan was… hot.” Sarah took a hit of her cigarette and held it in.
You chuckled at her comment. “I’ve seen hotter.” you actually thought he was hot as fuck but you didn’t want to say that out loud.
“Your sassy attitude today, I think you scared him.” Sarah laughed taking another hit of her cigarette.
You take hit of your cigarette as well. “I wouldn’t say me, but I think we all scared him.” You put out your cigarette and stretched out your arms and yawned.
“I think you all did awesome today. Without you guys I truly dont know how that situation would of went.” You leaned back in your chair crossing your arms.
“I think we did awesome too. Sucks we had to give that other location away. Not gonna lie. I was looking forward to that.” Sarah frowned
You sighed reaching out your hand as she placed her hand onto yours. “I wasn’t happy about it either but we were stuck in a situation and we don’t need a war. I rather keep you all safe than loose any of you over a building.” You seen a tear rolled down her face.
“Thanks Y/N you truly do know how to keep us safe.” Sarah got up from her chair and leaned in giving you a peck on the cheek. “Goodnight Y/N.” As Sarah walked away.
You watched Sarah go to her house across the street making sure she made it inside. Even though your community is supposed to be safe, it’s just something you always did and never will stop.
You get up to go inside and your radio goes off “Y/N you there?” You heard Joel whispering over the radio. “Yes Joel..” you said over the radio. “We’re safe, we got everything we needed here.” Joel said.
You sigh with relief “come on back, be safe if you run into anything. You find somewhere safe and radio me or Lacy.”
You placed the radio on your end table, switched into you pjs and hopped on your bed. Negan was running through your mind. That handsome ignorant man with his sense of humor turned you on. You rolled your eyes. “I can’t be thinking about this right now.” You mumbled to yourself and closed your eyes to sleep.
*******
It was a beautiful new day as everyone was eating their breakfast. You usually don’t eat breakfast but you always had to have coffee. That was one of your favorite things right when you wake up. You headed outside with your coffee as everyone was greeting you this morning. You smiled at everyone saying Goodmorning as you hear a knock at the front gate you turned your head fast.
Dun-dun-dun-DUN. “LITTLE PIG, LITTLE PIG, LET ME IN!” You recognized that voice as you head turned slightly.
“Oh you gotta be shittin me right now.” You mumbled to yourself.
You walked over to the gate and gave the guards a nod to open the door. You crossed your arms over your chest and had a slight smile on your face. As the door opens all the way and Negan had a smile on his face holding out his hands with his stupid bat out standing outside your community.
Everyone was trying to get up as you moved your hand behind you stopping them. You wanted them to finish eating as you could handle this situation by yourself.
“Well hello there pretty lady, you gonna let me in?” Negan said smiling putting Lucille over his shoulder.
You chuckled “now why would I go and do that? We can talk where we’re standing at.” You we’re about 20 feet away from him and the gate.
He had a huge grin on his face. “Okay what If don’t accept your offer.” As he took a few steps forward and the guards from the bottom and top of the fence pointed their guns at him.
He chuckled “you really gonna shoot me now?”
“I will if I have to.” You shot him with a smirk as you started to walk towards him. You were about 5 feet away from him.
“You know I thought we had a special moment yesterday.” He chuckled
“Ahh easy there Romeo.” You said teasingly.
“Oh where are my manners, hi Mr. Negan, now why in the hell are you here.?” As he took one more step towards you, you can hear the guns shift. He stopped himself with a smirk on his face. As you raised one eyebrow.
“I wanted to see you doll face! And your..” He started to look around in your community where he was standing. “Your Beautiful community!” You rolled your eyes at his comment.
“That’s it? Seriously?” You said in a disappointed ton.
“Oh I’m sorry sweetheart, were you wanting more? I mean shit we can go somewhere doll face if that’s what you want?” He teased.
You laughed at his response. Placing your hand on your eyebrow scratching it “okay seriously why are you here, Negan?” You acted frustrated.
“Well doll face we searched that army base you gave us and we found some good shit. But we also had found another few location and you said you’d help us out so here I am.” He smiled placing Lucille down at his side.
“You ready sweetheart?”
Great he’s ready to go when I haven’t even prepared my people yet. This will be a shit show.
Request:This is so weird ik but say negan and reader are dating at the sanctuary (he still has his wives) but a new wife comes along and that’s sherry and basically he forgets about the reader and she feels abandoned and one day she runs away and begs for a home at Alexandria or hilltop and after the war when negan is at the cell, he finds out that she’s alive and staying with them and he basically begs michonne to see you and you agree and you can’t lie that you’ve missed him and well a cute ending.
Requested by:Anonymous
Warnings:Bad language, sexual content, mature content
Pairing:Negan x Reader
“Who is that?” Amber leaned in whispering in your ear. Her voice cracked a little like she was nervous of a new girl showing up. Amber tucked her blonde hair behind her ears and looked at the new girl walking with Negan. He had his arm wrapped around her waist.
“I’m not really sure.” You said and shrugged your shoulders not worried about a new girl. You knew how much Negan liked you, in fact you guys have a relationship, you and Negan were dating, he treats you the best out of all his wives and all the wives knew that but not the relationship besides Amber. She knew everything about you. She knew you weren’t one of the wives but he treated you like one. Amber was your best friend the only one you trusted here.
We were seated eating our food in the cafeteria. You could tell Amber never took her eyes of the new girl and Negan.
“I wouldn’t worry about it.” You said to Amber sitting next to her grabbing her hand that was on her lap that never left her side to eat her food. You gave her a peck on her cheek and got up letting her hand go. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You gave her a wink and left the cafeteria.
Negan watched you walked out of the cafeteria as he started to head towards the exit door going after you. You didn’t bother to look behind you as you heard his footsteps from behind. His boots echo through the halls, he knew you could hear him.
You made your way to the top of the stairs heading to Negan’s room and still not once did you bother to look behind you. You opened up the door and slammed it shut. You wanted him to hear that to piss him off. You knew how much he hated door slamming but you did it anyways. You jumped up on his desk and crossed you legs and arms.
Door flung open and Negan stood in the door way looking at you. He had a seething look on his face, wearing his black leather jacket and Lucille over his right shoulder. He walked in and slammed the door shut behind him and locked it. This time he didn’t bother placing Lucille down leaving her in the corner by the door. It was still on his shoulder as he walked over to you.
“Who the fuck do you think you are!” He yelled in your face. You didn’t even flinch or get scared. You knew you wouldn’t hurt you. You didn’t bother to reply to his question. “SPEAK WHEN YOU’RE SPOKEN TO!” He screamed in your face.
You stared into his eyes and gave him a smile uncrossing your arms and legs, placing one hand on his beard. “Now Negan baby, that’s no way to speak to your girl now is it?”
You could smell the anger in the air as he bit the inside of his cheek. He grabbed you by the throat tighten his grip. A small moan left your month making him grip tighter around you neck. You wrapped you legs around his waist pulling him closer making his pants feel tighter.
His face isn’t even an inch away from yours. You can feel his hot breath on your lips. “Who do you belong to?” He questioned furiously looking into your eyes with anger. “I belong to you.” You whispered quietly. He barely heard you. He loosened his grip around your neck slowly making you take a deep breath.
“Now I didn’t quite hear you dollface, speak up.” He demanded as his anger was slowly going away. He moved Lucille off his shoulder, placing it on the side of the desk as his eyes never left yours. “You, I belong to you.” You said in a sassy voice giving him goosebumps appearing on the back of his neck.
He grabbed your thighs pulling you closer to him, loosening your grip around his waist. He wanted you, he wanted you so badly. His lips hit yours, kissing you with force. It was more intense than last time. You love getting him all worked up. He knew how much you loved rough sex. He knew what he needed to give you.
You pulled away, unwrapping your legs from his waist letting your legs drop back down on the desk. You placed one hand on his chest. “Easy there, Negan.” You pushed him back a little so you could get up off the desk and walk behind him crossing your arms. You turned around to look at him. As he turned to his side looking at your confused and pissed off at the same time.
“Who’s this new girl you were walking with in the cafeteria with your arm around her waist.” You demanded an answer.
His pinched the bridge of his nose then sliding his hand down his face to his beard as he was rubbing his it with a smirk on his face. He dropped his hand and pointed at you.
“You don’t get to ask questions here. I DO!” He said in anger. “What the fuck was that! You teased the fuck out of me then you ask me a question?” Now he’s more furious than he was slamming the door shut. He knew you was jealous.
“If you don’t answer my question then I’m not answering yours.” She said with anger.
He started laughing and picked up Lucille placing her on his right shoulder again. “Someone’s a little jealous.” Shoving a smirk at you. “She’s one.. I’ve my new wives.” He threw his hand up smiling.
“Fuck you.” You mumbled under your breath with anger. You could feel your cheeks turning red. It was so hot like an hot iron hit both your cheeks.
He was still smiling, he loved upsetting you, making you feel jealous turned him on. This moment was different. You were more than upset. You were furious wanting to rip his throat out and never wanting to see him again.
“Her name is Sherry, and she. is. awesome. In fact! She’s really nice and she instantly agreed to be one of my wives and I didn’t even have to force her!” He chuckled placing his head down looking at the floor smiling like he was proud to have Sherry. More proud than having you.
“I hope she’s good in bed.” You said as he picked his head back up looking at you with a smirk.
“Come on baby girl, you don’t have to be jealous like that! Alright I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you.” He started to realize you weren’t playing anymore and being serious. He walked over to you. “I’m sorry baby.” He said lifting her chin up forcing you to look into his eyes. “Your my baby and no one will ever place you even if I have hundreds of wives. You’re still the special one.”
A tear came down your cheek and you felt his thumb whipping it away. “I’m sorry Negan.” You said softly as more tears come pouring out of your eyes. He stares at you feeling guilty for how he acted. He instantly grabs you wrapping his arms around you and hugs you tight. You heard his bat hit the floor. Like he didn’t even hesitate to drop it as that bat means more to him than anyone here. But in that moment you meant more to him than anyone.
He slowly loosens his grip from hugging you and you both look at each other. He leaned down to your soft lips. Placing his lips onto yours, It was gentle. You never felt this side of him before. The kiss became more passionate than ever. Something you never felt before. It was always rough, angry, intense, but this, this was a whole new side of Negan you never met before.
The kiss became more intense but gentle. Moving faster. His hot breath in your mouth made you moan. His tongue swirling around your mouth slowly. You felt his hand lifting you up placing your legs around his waist and than your back hit the wall. It was a gentle hit. You felt confused, very confused. Was this love sex? You questioned yourself.
He placed his hands on your thighs lifting your black dress up. You weren’t wearing underwear. You never did and he loved that. You hear him unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants. You wrapped your arms around his neck, moving one hand to his salt and pepper beard. He knows how much you loved his beard. He moved his lips to your cheek than placing his beard on your face. Lightly rubbing your cheek with his beard than down to your neck making you moan softly as your head fell back hitting the wall. Letting him kiss even inch of your neck. “Negan..” you moaned his name as he hurry’s to unzip his pants knowing you’re begging for him.
You wonder what has gotten into him, he’s never touched you this gentle before. You didn’t want to ask Incase you piss him off.
He pulled out his hard cock, you were ready, you wanted him to make love to you. He could see in your eyes you wanted him. He felt your body shaking. “Negan!” You moaned louder showing you wanted him now, that you couldn’t take it anymore. He teased your folds with his tip of his member before entering you he ask whispering. “Tell me what you want baby girl.” As his lips were touching yours but we weren’t kissing, we were breathing heavy feeling each other’s warmth in our mouths. “I want you Negan.” You whispered softly and you felt him go inside you gently as you gasp for air.
He was moving in and out of you slowly, picking up the pace gentle not wanting to hurt you. He was making love to you. Your name was coming out of his mouth in small growls. He felt you walls tighten up making him lose his mind knowing you’re about to cum. You moan louder as he gentle grabs your face and kisses you more and more intense. “Oh..Negan.” You moaned as your legs began to shake, you can’t stop moaning, you’re about to cum. “Oh fuck.” You moaned into his ear he begins to moan your name as you both cum. He filled you up with everything he had.
He gently kisses your lips and whispers “I love you.” So quiet your head moved back confused staring at him. “Wait, what?” Trying to process what he just said hoping you heard him right.
He snapped back into reality, he had a confused look on his face. He began to look angry. Realizing what he just said to you. “Get out.” He said forcefully letting go of you.
“Wait Negan..” he stopped you with his hand up turning around to where his back is facing you. “ I said get out!” He yelled as you flinched pulling your dress down.
“Don’t make me ask again.” He was more angry than earlier. You did want you were told and walked out but before closing the door you took one more look at him as he was still standing in the same position when he told you to get out. You closed the door and walked back to your luxury.
********
One week has gone by and Negan hasn’t bother to talk to you. He refuses to see you. He even punished you one day sending you in the cell for having a conversation with another guy. You felt lost and confused. The I love you words were always on your mind. It was killing you inside because you felt the same way. You were sure if he actually meant those words or not.
You begin to realize maybes it wasn’t true as you see Negan and Sherry walk in together through the cafeteria. He stopped in your view and made out with her in front of everyone. He knew you were watching.
Your heart fell to your stomach, you feel it turning like you’re about to puke. As tears come down your face. You get up leaving your untouched tray of food before walking you look up at Negan. He was staring at you smiling. You look away and head to the exit doors running to your room.
You can feel a panic attack starting as Amber barged into your room scaring you half to death that you fell to the ground. “Oh my god no..” Amber said freaking out as she sat next to you wrapping her arms around you to comfort you. “How… how long has this begin going on..?” You asked as tears pour out of your eyes. Shaking into her arms. “About a week.. I’m so sorry..” she tells you gripping you tighter as she lets you sob everything out..
A few hours gone by and amber never left your side. You’re lost with words, confused and just feel like dying. “I don’t understand this.” You say feeling like your about to cry again but your eyes hurt and are puffy and red. “He told me he loved me.” You finally told amber and she looked at you in shocked.
“Wait what? He said that to you?” She asked. She acted like he’s never said anything like that to them before.
“I’m sure he’s told you and all the other wives he loved you guys.” You say starring out into space.
“No, he’s never said anything like that.. to any of us..” she said still in shocked like she couldn’t believe what you just told her.
“Amber.. I have to get out of here. I have to go.” You said as tears begin again.
Amber didn’t fight with you, but she cried letting you know she didn’t want you to go but she knew you had to.. amber decided to help you escape that night. But you needed to see one last thing before you goes. You had packed a few things so you had some supplies.
“I-I need to go to Negan’s room real quick before I leave.” You sigh and amber nodded saying okay.
You headed to Negan’s room the door was already cracked a little as you hesitated to look inside but you wanted to see Negan’s face before you go. Instead you seen Sherry, she was laying on top of him on his bed kissing him. She wasn’t wearing anything. “Goddamn you’re the best kisser I ever had baby girl.” You stepped back feeling your heart drop to your stomach. You ran, you ran so fast. You got to the bottom of the stairs and seen amber. “You have to go now!” Amber tells you as you nodded and she ran with you to the door. “I can’t go with you. I love you, you will always be my best friend.” Amber says and giving you a peck on the cheek.
“I love you too.” You said and walked out the door.
******
“Please! Don’t shoot me..” you throw your gun and knife at their direction. Taking your backpack off placing it on the ground besides you. You drop to you knees begging for your life.
“Where you from?” A little girl asked you with her sword pointing at you. Her hair was behind her shoulder besides a long bread part of her hair was laying over her left shoulder. She wore a brown cowboy hat. That looked way to big for her
You start to cry knowing the name of the group you were in everyone outside the sanctuary hated them. “the Saviors.” As you closed your eyes waiting for someone to shoot you.
“Why did you leave them?” The little asked as you finally opened your eyes seeing four people staring at you waiting for your to answer.
You were about to answer as you started to feel dizzy and your head started to hurt, and your vision start to go blurry everything went black.
You finally woke up and see a woman with a long dreadlocks and a man who was tall and skinny staring at you. The light was bright making your eyes squint it hurt. You were laying in a twin bed. A nice warm blue blanket laying flat over your body.
“What happened..?” You asked them squinting your eyes as the lady was kind enough to turn part of the lights off in the room.
“You passed and you were out for a few days, Siddiq our doctor who was taking care of you said you were very dehydrated.” The tall man said staring at you with his hands on his hips. “I’m Rick and this is Michonne.” He said introducing himself.
“Where am I?” You asked them trying to sit up and look around the room. A man walked in, wearing all white
“Hey now take it easy, you been out for a few days, here is some water and ibuprofen. Oh and I’m Siddiq.” He said with a smile hand me a small cup of water and two pills. You take them and drink chugged all the water.
“Thank you.” You said gasping for air.
“This is Alexandra, now I need to know why did you came here?” Rick asked, he looked pretty concerned like I was an enemy some sort.
“I’m sorry I was just traveling trying to get away from the sanctuary and I ended up here.” You say telling them the truth.
“We’re you with anyone else out there or traveling alone.” Michonne asked she had more of a serious look on her face than rick did.
“Alone.” You whispered.
“And did you escape the sanctuary?” Michonne asked.
“Yes.” You said. You start to feel nervous with being questioned as a tear fall from your eyes and landed on your cheek.
“Why?” Michonne asked.
“I just didn’t want to be there anymore..” you say as your eyes start to water more.
Michonne and Rick begin to look at each other, they started asking more questions making you overwhelmed. You couldn’t help but cry. But you answered all their questions truthfully.
“I’m sorry but once Siddiq has taken care of you and you can get back on your feet, you need to leave.” Rick said has he placed his hand on the back of his hair he he began to rub it.
Your tears began to pour out of your eyes and you start to shake. “Please.. I don’t want to go back there.. I can’t..”
“You don’t have to, the place in empty now.” Michonne said as she looked at you feeling guilty realizing you have no where to go.
“Rick maybe we need to talk about this some more.” Michonne whispered to Rick. They both nodded. “Get some rest we will talk to you tomorrow.” Michonne added as they both walk out the room.
You drop your head onto your pillow, staring at the ceiling. Million thoughts were in your head. You were confused on how the sanctuary was empty. How could that be? Just about a week ago it was filled and everything there was working. “Oh god Amber!” You yelled out gasping for air. You shock back up. “Oh fuck..” you try and gather your thoughts as Siddiq walking in.
“Hey you okay?” He said rushing over to you. Laying on hand onto you shoulder he hears you crying.
“My friend Amber was there at the sanctuary m.. I-I don’t know if she made it out..” you said and whipped away your tears.
“Can you tell me what happened there?” You asked Siddiq looking him in the eyes.
He nodded and took a seat at your side down on your bed “Negan and his people, the saviors he calls them. They started a war and.. and we took them down.”
You look at him shocked at what he just told you.. “and Negan? What happened to Negan?” You asked.
“Well Rick slit his throat but didn’t kill him. I stitched him up and now he’s in a prison cell. Here actually.” He said looking at you trying to read your face expression.
You nodded and thanked him. He got up and gave you another cup of water. This time a bigger cup. You take a sip and watched Siddiq leave. Then a little girl walks in. This time she didn’t have a sword but she still wore the cowboy hat. She was.. adorable.
“Hi, I’m Judith.” She said walking towards you bed. She gave a small smile. “And you’re?” She asked
She had the cutest little voice ever that was soft to your ears. “I’m Y/N.” You chuckled a little giving a smile. “You’re the only one to ask me that since I got here.”
“Sorry for that, usually they ask. That’s one of their rules here.” She said taking a seat at your side on the bed. “Are you staying here?” She asked you.
“I don’t think so. Rick and Michonne pretty much said I have to leave when I’m back on my feet.” You dropped you head looking at your hands. “But they mentioned they needed to talk more before actually releasing me.”
“Maybe you get to stay!” She said as Michonne walked there the door interrupted Judith.
“Hey sweetheart there you’re.” She said as Judith hopped off the bed and ran over to Michonne.
“Hey mom.” As she wrapped her arms around giving her a soft hug. Her hat almost fell off as Michonne caught it for her.
Michonne looked up as you both make eye contact. “Rick and I talked, we thought about you staying, but first I need to ask you something.” She said as she let go of Judith and asked her to walk in the hallway. She did what she was took and left.
“You and Negan, is this going to be a problem with you staying here? Seems like you two have a history of some sort.” She asked and she seemed more angry.
“Negan abandon me, he- he treated me like garbage, a slave. So please tell me how this would be a problem.” You say a little with anger.
You were still pretty upset on how he treated you. But those three words were still glued into your brain. The way he said it made you feel safe. You wanted to hear him say it again. You missed him so much but you didn’t want to show it. Not now.
“That’s pretty funny since he’s begging me to see you after describing you.” She said shaking her head. “Can you explain that?”
You drop your head looking away from her. “We.. we dated when I was back at the sanctuary. We got in a fight and a new girl showed up. And..” you begin to cry whipping your tears always. “And he abandoned me for her. It just went down hill after that for me.” Your head was still down not wanting to look at Michonne.
“Would you like to see him?” She asked, you can hear in her voice she hesitated the question. You can tell she didn’t want to ask. Maybe she wanted too see how we acted or was this a trick?
“What’s the catch here?” You asked her finally lifting your head up to look at Michonne.
“Not really a catch but Rick and I would like to see if it’s worth keeping you here while Negan is in a cell. More like can we trust you.” She said with a sigh. “It’s up to you.” She added waiting on your reply.
Fuck, you thought to yourself that this is definitely a test. Maybe she wants to hear you say no, probably the answer she wants from you. But deep down you wanted to see Negan. You missed him so much that this situation was making your stomach turn.
“Yes.” You said to michonne as she asked if you could stand and you helped yourself up off the bed no problem.
******
You both head to the cell that Negan was in and Michonne unlocked the door for you. “I’ll give you fifteen minutes..” Michonne whispered to you as she was giving you the hand motion to walk through the door. As you did, you heard the door close and lock behind you as Michonne stayed outside leaving you and Negan together alone.
“Ho- ho- holy shit well would you look at that, you’re alive goddamn it.” Negan said as you turned around to see him. He had a big smile on his face.
He was sitting on his bed wearing blue jeans, blue buttoned up long sleeve shirt, he even had a patch on his neck that Siddiq mentioned his throat gotten sliced. You could barely notice him without his leather jacket and boots, skinny jeans, and even Lucille. The barb wired bat. You never seen him without it on his shoulder.
“What the fuck happened to you?” You asked as you watched him stand up walking to the bars.
“I could ask you the same thing baby girl.” He said with a smirk, wrapping his fingers around the bars.
You both stood there staring at each other. You still thought he looked handsome as hell. That smile that never left his face when you entered the room. He looked pleased to see you. As he always did before Sherry came in the picture.
“You ran away from the sanctuary. Why..? I- I thought you were dead.” He said as the smile dropped from his face making him look sad.
“Dont even act like you cared Negan. Sherry had you wrapped around her pretty little fucking finger.” You said with anger. You had a disgusted look on your face.
“Y/N it.. it wasn’t like that baby gi..” you interrupted him putting your hand up to stop him from talking.
“Don’t you fucking dare Negan. Don’t tell me it wasn’t like that because it FUCKING WAS!” You scream as a tear came down you cheek.
Your face started to feel hot again, you were red as a tomato, the heat almost sizzled off your tears with how hot your face was getting.
“You.. abandoned me, you fucking kissed sherry in front of me and you fucking enjoyed every minute of it.” You said
Your face wasn’t hot anymore, you felt the anger go away as you felt sad, betrayed. You just wanted to hear Negan say those three words again to make all the pain go away.
“You told me you loved me and kicked me out of your life like I did something wrong to you!” You said yelling while you cry. You pointed at him. “You don’t get to ask why I left you. That’s not how it works here, not with me.”
You seen Negan gripping the bars tighter, his knuckles were turning white. You look into his eyes as you see a tear falling down onto his cheek.
“You said those three words to me, you let them buried in my head and you watched me become destroyed and you smiled about it.” You told him as you cross your arms over your chest.
“Baby I-“ you stopped him again
As you cry even harder “I don’t want to hear it Negan.” You whispered quietly.
You watch Negan drop to his knees as he held on to the bars still. He looked at you. You can see how much pain he was holding on to. You start to feel guilty for yelling and stopping him from trying to explain.
You walked over to the bars and slowly drop to you knees. Negan watch every minute of you, as his eyes never left yours.
“I’m so sorry baby girl.” He said soft as he begins to cry.
“Negan..” you whispered placing your hands on to his that was gripped around the bars
“I do love you, and that scares the shit out of me Y/N.” Negan said as your eyes widen with shock.
“I- I didn’t know how to react towards that. I haven’t told anyone those three words since..” he dropped his head as you slid you hand in between the bars lifting his chin up slowly.
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You knew he wasn’t lying, not now. Not with how he was being. You knew he loved Lucille so in that moment everything was real between you two.
“I love you Y/N I’m so sorry..” Negan said as he was still crying.
You brought your other hand in between the bars grabbing on to his face. As you moved your head closer to the bars. He lean in as well. You both leaned in for a kiss. As he placed his onto yours. You both kiss gently. The bars made it hard to kiss but you didn’t care.
You pulled back a little looking into his eyes as he was looking at yours as well. You whipped away his tears.
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
Author’s Note: I’ve been meaning to write this kind of series and have some inspo from @hswrites
Summary:You lend a helping hand to a handsome stranger but don’t realize the impression you left
Warnings:fluff, swearing, age difference, eventual smut, romance
This weekend was an important business party you had to attend for with your publishing company. The walk you made was a bit longer since you had to buy flowers for the big hot shot of the author. You have to ride the subway, thankfully no lines. You went to scan your pass but notice a man just standing at the gates. He was wearing a very nice suit and had a height to his body. He looked confused and since you had time you approached him.
“Hey, do you need help?”
“Is it that obvious?”
“You’re fine. Here let me help. Have you ever ridden the subway?”
“I actually haven’t. Usually I drive my car or a car would come pick me up.” He’s rich! You thought to yourself as his eyes stared at a map.
“Well if that’s the case then I can help you. Here, I’ll get you a ticket. Where exactly are you going?”
“The big fancy hotel downtown.”
“No way! Me too, if you’d like we could ride together.”
He agreed with you as you finished buying his ticket and led him into the station. Like always it was flooded with people. You made sure he was behind you when the doors opened and heard the announcement for your route.
“That’s us, try to hurry so we don’t miss it.” He kept quiet and took long strides to enter the opened doors of the sub train. He moved a bit fast but you made it in time before the intercom announced to clear the doors. As you go to sit on one the chairs, the man joins by taking the free space next to you. He was silent for the ride and your mind was racing about this conference tonight. There were many thought going through your head, what to say to the author, how to act around the other departments, and hoping the dress you picked arrived to the hotel on time.
“The flowers. Did your boyfriend get you those?”
“No. These are for someone else and I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Do you like flowers?”
“Doesn’t everybody? Sure these ones are beautiful, I wanted them to be special. But if I had to choose a favorite, it would be yellow roses.”
“I see.” He then looks ahead and keeps to himself for a few minutes. It gives you time to get on your phone to text your colleagues.
“If you don’t mind me asking, if you have a car. Then why are you taking the subway?”
“I get tired of doing all that. I wanted to do something independently.”
“I can understand that.”
You smile at him and he does the same. For the rest of the ride it was a comfortable silence and you looked at your peripheral to notice how handsome he was. He must’ve noticed since he wore a smirk that made deep dimples appear against his salt and pepper beard. What a beautiful man. It was then your destination was reached and made your exit with him. Upon walking upstairs to the street you notice he was still right behind. The sun shined bright along the sidewalk and you look at your map for directions.
“Here, it says we need to walk a couple blocks straight ahead.”
“Lead the way.”
You walk through the crowded sidewalk of the city as the stranger keeps beside you. It was nice to have a man next to you, mostly to avoid the really annoying catcalling you’d experience. That was definitely the most annoying part of city life. You then look to the side to see the hotel. The man wasn’t kidding about it being big and fancy. You both walk through the main entrance and you go to check in.
“Alright ma’am. We have you all set and there was a dry cleaning dropped off for you.”
“Thank you so much.” You then turn to see the stranger waiting for himself to check in and immediately get out of his way.
“Well it was certainly nice to meet you. I had fun traveling with you.”
“I’m flattered. Thank you for the help, guess I’ll be seeing you around.”
“Guess you will.” You waved as you took the dress from the employee and go to the elevator. A fun night was ahead of you and the first impression to your coworkers and the rest of the publisher’s was important. You enter your room and set everything in place.
“Time to get ready.” You say in a voice fueling confidence.
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.
Series warnings. smut, non-con, dubcon. Stockholm syndrome. Fingering. Humiliation. Voyeurism. Threesome, bondage, spanking, dark fic
Chapter one
Therumble of a car pulling up to the gate sent shivers down Y/N. Putting down the shears in her hand, Y/n wiped the sweat off her forehead. She was working on the vegetable patch in the compound and she didn’t need the interruption. Standing up with a grunt y/n didn’t want to turn around and see who was walking in through the gate, she knew instantly who it was.
Taking off her gloves and walking slowly to the entrance of Alexandria y/n knew today was not going to be a good day. Feeling a hand on a shoulder y/n looked towards the owner. Her best friend at Alexandria was always by her side no matter the situation. Daryl found y/n walking the streets on her own, her feet swollen and bleeding, her hair a mess, clothes torn and hanging on by a thread. Since that moment Daryl rarely lets y/n out of his sight. He had become protective of y/n, not that she minded but she always wondered if there was more to his friendship than he was letting on.
Standing before the iron clad gates y/n crossed her arms across her chest, her jaw clenched as she saw the older man walk towards her. With his salt and pepper beard and his hazel eyes it took everything in y/n to not run back to her shears and stab the man to death.
Gritting her teeth she resisted the urge. She knew causing a scene would make matters worse at the moment. The sound of whistling made the hairs on y/n arms stand. She hated that sound and tune, it brought dread to her every time she heard it.
“Get to work boys” the six foot two man shouted back towards his men. His wire covered back rested on his shoulder as he glared at everyone before him. Staking towards y/n she tried her best to stand her ground. Keeping her shoulders back and puffing her chest out she kept repeating to herself ‘don’t look him in the eye. Keep your eyes straight’. The mantra rattled around in her head as she could feel the evil man hovering over her.
“Well if it ain’t shit stain Daryl” his hot breath tickled y/n neck as he leaned down to her. She didn’t know why he was so close but she knew not to ask.
The sound of crashing distracted the man and a smile spread across his face.
“Well Rick the dick, looks like my men can’t find anything this week” he tutted and circled y/n like a lion hunting their prey. “Maybe I should take something else, something of use” his hand lifted up and stroked y/n cheek. Y/n never broke the mantra in her head once and her eyes were fixated on the fence in front of her.
“Keep your hands off her” Daryl’s gravelly voice rumbled through the air.
“My feelings are hurt Daryl, you think I would do something to a woman without her consent” the man held his chest pretending to be hurt. “No, who I really want is…you. You see you’re Rick’s right hand man. Having you would do more damage, but by the sounds of..’ he took a deep inhale as his arm wrapped around y/n middle, “having y/n as well, would be the icing on the cake”
Worry washed over y/n body as Negan embraced her. She wanted to kick at him and run away but she knew he wouldn’t stand for it. She knew the consequences when someone stood up to him. Glen and Abraham were perfect examples of this, having their faces smashed in by Negan’s trusty bat still haunted y/n dreams.
Accepting her fate a single tear rolled down y/n cheek. No matter how much she wanted to do something, anything, her body betrayed her as she stood in her place frozen and still as ice.
“Negan don’t do this” Rick’s voice broke as he saw the situation in front of him. He wanted to protect his people, his family. Recently he hasn’t been doing his duty. With two members being recently murdered most of Alexandrian now don’t trust him.
“Now now Rick I’m just taking what’s mine”
Darkness engulfed y/n as she soon released that a bag had been placed over her head. It was hard to see out of the material clearly but y/n could see some shapes. A hand wrapped around her forearm and dragged her. Panic has overtaken y/n whole body, her breathing was staggered, her body felt heavy. She had not no idea what was in store for her and that alone terrified y/n.
Y/n was pushed into what she thought was a car; the slam of the door confirmed her suspicion. Y/n jolted in her seat when the other door opened and she felt a presence next to her body, the heat from the person made y/n sweat. She knew no one could see her face and she let tears freely flow from her eyes. Shaking with fear y/n just wanted all of this to end.
