Part 6

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Song: Easier - 5 Seconds of Summer

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I haven't seen Negan since "our talk". Today's Friday and I haven't been able to get him off my mind. I've been really clumsy at the restaurant and I'm pretty sure my parents are starting to think that there's something wrong with me. And they wouldn't be completely wrong. I accidentally smashed a plate the other night and dad went nuts. He's always had a short temper and I normally just ignore him until he calms down but I couldn't this time. I yelled how I can't wait to leave this fucking place and that I'm fed up with being here. He seemed hurt by my words and I felt really bad afterwards but today he's back to normal. Thankfully, although he gets angry easily, he doesn't hold grudges.

I've just taken a shower and have started getting myself ready for the party tonight. As I apply some tinted lip balm on my lips, I get a flashback to when Negan's lips first touched mine. I'm really starting to get pissed off with myself. This semi-obsession needs to stop. There's no point in holding onto false hope. I'm positive that the party tonight will serve as a good distraction. I need to burst this bubble of mine, hang out with friends and move on.

Alex and Sophia arrive at my place at 7:30 on the dot and we make our way to the party. The car already smells like weed and I know it's going to be a great night. We're not big drinkers, but when it comes to a little kush, we won't turn it down.

Alex talks about this guy he met recently who's a friend of Artemis and is going to be at the party. He's pumped about that while Sophia groans about the fact that she's got work tomorrow morning. Before we know it, we're chatting away and arrive at our destination. Alex parks a couple of blocks away so we walk the rest of the way there.

Sophia's showing me some pictures on her phone and when I finally look in front of me, I do a double take. The familiar modern, one story building with its large glass panels looms over me. Is life playing some kind of sick prank on me? As Artemis opens the door, I try to hide my puzzled expression. I'm standing in front of Negan's place.

"Damn girl, this is a nice place you've got" Alex compliments her. She lets us in and we walk into the living room. All of the memories from that night come flooding back to me. He never mentioned he lived with someone else.

"Thanks, but it's not actually my place. It's my uncle's. He's really chill and let me have it for the night." Artemis explains. That does sound like something he would do and I smile at his kind gesture. I sit down on one of the arm chairs, purposely avoiding the sofa where his hands caressed every part of me.

"You alright Mel? You seem zoned out." Sophia asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just admiring the house, that's all." I shrug, trying to come off as laid back as I can when deep inside I'm screaming. More guests start filling the space around me, some are familiar faces and some aren't. Most of them are drinking, but the blunt being passed down is enough for me. I finally feel myself start to relax and enjoy the moment. There's a mixture of groups; some playing beer pong on the table outside, some playing cards, some taking a swim in the outdoor swimming pool. Everyone's having their own kind of fun.

Johnny's there too and he calls me over. I hesitantly walk towards that damn couch and sit next to him. Alex, Sophia, Johnny and I have been talking about all kinds of random shit. I can't stop laughing at Sophia's story of when she caught her boss masturbating and the description of the trauma that she now has. Johnny and I even get into an argument about whether galaxy or cadbury is a better chocolate bar. Sophia grabs us both and we all dance in the middle of the living room.

When I feel myself getting breathless I make my way to the kitchen and pour myself a drink. I feel an arm rest on my shoulders and I turn my head to see Johnny. "You having fun?" he asks, a big grin on his face.

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