despise - negan x reader

chapter ii - introductions

three days flew by and it was thursday. i stand up out of bed and do my usual routine.

before i know it i'm in my scrubs and we're on the way too school. i start to hand mila to enid but then i see men pull up.

it must be the saviors, but they're so early? i haven't set aside half of our stuff.

i rush in, mila in my arms, and start rationing the meds and supplies out, but then a couple of men come in and start grabbing things.

"hey! watch it! those aren't for you!" i shout at the men.

"move," a creepy guy says, "or do you want me to make you?" a sinister smile grows on his face.

i quickly move out of the way as they start taking whatever they want. but it was too much. they couldn't just wipe us out. carl fires a shot right past them.

"carl, what the hell?" i say as i cover mila's ears. she starts to cry but i calm her, placing her pacifier in her mouth.

"they're taking all of our medicine. we need some of that."

"shit. he's right, why the hell are you taking that much?"

carl aims the gun at the creepy guy's head, "put it back."

"or what little boy? your mommy here gonna defend you?"

"watch your mouth, asshole," i turn to carl, "it's fine. we can get more. it's not worth dying over."

"it's not, they can't take all of it. we need it aunt y/n. you're the doctor, you know that."

rick and a few others walk in, including a devastatingly handsome man with a leather jacket.

"carl, carl. put the gun down. i'm sure we can work this out," rick says.

"he's taking all of our medicine, they said only half."

"of course. really, kid?" the leather jacket guy says.

the creepy guy eyes me and mila, i grab her tighter as she falls back asleep.

"and you should go. before you find out how dangerous we really are," carl says.

"well, pardon me, young man. excuse the shit out of my goddamn french," he eyes the baby and i, "but did you just threaten me? look, i get threatening davey here but i can't have it. not him, not me-"

"carl, just put it down-", rick interrupts.

"don't be rude rick, we are having a conversation here," the man says with cockiness in his voice, "now boy, where were we? oh yeah. your giant man-sized balls. no threatening us. listen, i like you so i don't want to go hard proving a point here. you don't want that. i said half your shit, and half is what i say it is. i'm serious. do you want me to prove how serious? again?"

carl puts the gun down and hands it to his father, but the man takes it from rick. "you know rick, this whole thing reminds me that you have a lot of guns. there's all the guns you took from my outpost when you wasted all my people with a shit-ton of your own guns. and i'm bettin' there's even more. which adds up to an absolute ass-load of guns. and as this little emotional outburst just made crystal clear, i can't allow that. they're all mine now, so tell me rick, where are my guns?"

"i'll take you to them," rick says looking downwards.

before he walks out, the man in the leather jacket motions to the davey guy to disarm me, "hey, watch it perv! i'll give you the damn gun," i say as his hands get awfully close to my ass. i hand him the gun and turn around.

"feisty one isn't she?" the leather jacket guy says winking at me before walking out.

i roll my eyes, "since i can be no help here, i'm coming with you rick," i say following him out. i drop mila off before we go.