You're Mine

☽5☾

I slowly fluttered my eyes open feeling the slight heat of the sun hitting my exposed skin. I sat up and stretched looking next to me to see an empty spot where Negan had been laying. I got up and I saw Negan had laid out a new pair of clothes for me so I quickly grabbed it and slipped it on. It was again a tight white dress with the same heels I really hated, they hurt to walk around in but in his words, 'You have to keep your appearance up in here'. I saw a small bowl on the table in the living area and walked over to it seeing a piece of paper next to it reading, 'Dear Y/N, I am going to be busy today so here is your breakfast. My men will be at the door so if you need anything ask them. - Negan'. I rolled my eyes and took the top of the bowl off seeing some fresh fruit. I took a bite and instantly moaned at the juices, it was something I didn't know I missed so much. We had fresh fruit back at Alexandrea but by the time I could get my hands on some they were mostly the smaller pieces of wherever we had grown, either way, I took what I could get. As I was eating I heard gunshots of an automatic weapon going off. I immediately jumped up and banged on my door for someone to open it.

"Hey! Open the door! What's going on!" I yelled while banging on the door. I heard someone unlock it and it started to open.

Simon was there looking at me. "Calm down, stop your yelling. Everything is fine." He closed the door, locking it once more. God, I sometimes hated being locked in there. I haven't had pure sunlight in days. I groan as I hear the door lock, I go to the black leather couch and grab a book out of the pile Negan's men had left me, I lay down and start to read trying to keep myself busy knowing Negan will probably be gone for the next few days. I hear the door start to unlock and I quickly sit up and see Negan walk through the door. He gives me a smirk as I see Carl walk behind him holding a plate of food. Carl's eye looks into mine in shock seeing what I'm wearing and just where I am.

"Hey, sweetheart, one of your friends popped by to see you." He smirked while walking over to me, placing his hands on my lower back, and planting a small kiss on my lips. Negan points at the chairs across from the couch. "Sit." Negan says to Carl and sits down. He pats his lap looking at me. I quickly get in his lap watching everything Carl does. "Let's get started." Negan says as he holds onto my waist.

"Started on what?" Carl asks as he puts the plate on the table and he sits down.

Negan chuckles. "I want to get to know you a little better, Carl." Negan says, looking at him. I can tell the way Carl is sitting is uncomfortable.

"Why?" Carl asks in a soft voice.

"Work it out. You're smart. In fact, I'm gonna tell you just how smart you are, in case you don't already know. See, I'd expect a kid your age to be moping around, not doing a damn thing, except crying about missing the prom." He points at Carl for a moment. "But you-- why you go on a mission. You find me, you kill two of my men, and you're smart enough to know that I'm not gonna let this slide." Negan chuckles, putting his head down. "Ah, I can't-- I can't do it." Negan puts his head back up. "It's like talking to a birthday present. You got to take that crap off your face. I want to see what Grandma got me." He says waving his hands around. I look at Negan, shaking my head softly.

"No." Carl says firmly.

"Two men!" Negan yells his face filled with anger. "Two... men. Punishment." I turn to Carl and nibble on the inside of my cheek, a habit I did when I was nervous. "Do you really want to piss me off?" Carl sighs and lowers his head, taking off his father's hat, putting it on the table in front of him, slowly unraveling the bandages from his head. Negan chuckles and gives my hip a squeeze from excitement. "Almost there." Carl's bandages were off but his hair was covering his wound. I haven't seen his wound since it happened. I knew Carl didn't want anyone to see it, so he always had his bandage on. "Get that hair out of your face. Let me see." Negan said eagerly. Carl moved the hair from his face to the side looking up at me. I looked at the wound trying not to make a big deal out of it, Carl's face started to tremble like he was gonna cry. "Christ! That is disgusting. No wonder you cover that up. Have you seen it? I mean, have you looked in the mirror? That is gross as hell. I can see your socket." Carl lowered his head as tears started to run down his cheek, Negan chuckled. "I want to touch it. Oh, come on. Can I touch it?" Negan asked with a big smile on his face. I turned to him and hit his chest softly.