⚠️ TW: death, blood, gore, smexy time, and everything that comes with watching The Walking Dead⚠️
Your group encounters Negan. He takes a deep interest in you, but it's different this time. Nothing like his wives, you are more to him. You're his.
Gabriel looked over at Negan with no expression on his face, I could tell he was nervous. They stared at each other for a few moments and then Negan suddenly moved, pushing him down to the ground.
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He took the Colt M4A1 from Gabriel's hands. "Well, that's handy." Negan says as he throws it off to the side. Negan then grabs the big knife from its holster, tossing it near the gun. I look at Gabriel as he lays on the floor with his hands in front of his face not knowing what Negan was going to do. Negan pulls the Glock 19 from Gabriel and looks at the clip inside. And then puts it back in, cocking the gun and aiming it down to Gabriel's head. "This one still has a full clip."
"There wasn't any point in firing it. I didn't have enough." Gabriel says in a flat voice while looking up at Negan.
"Yeah, but you could've gone down fighting, you big baby.'' I see Negan's lips form into a small smile and he starts chuckling at Gabriel as he is on the ground in fear. "I'm just pulling your dick, breakin' your balls a little bit. You done good. Smart play." Negan smirks and stands back up still looking down at Gabriel on the ground. Negan fixes his shirt and leather jacket and then holds his hand out to help Gabriel up. "Let's get you properly on your ass." Gabriel slowly takes his hand and sits up watching as Negan walks over to me. Negan sits down next to me grabbing my hand holding it tightly. Gabriel finally realized me by seeing my eyes with the small amount of sunlight coming through the wood boards and he tenses up for a moment and then settles back down. Negan groans a little and then looks over at Gabriel bringing his finger up to his mouth in a 'shh' sign.
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We sit on the floor for what feels like hours with only the sound of the walkers growls/groans and the pounding of their bodies and hands banging against the walls. The heat was definitely making all of us uncomfortable and sluggish. I lay my head on Negans comforting shoulder knowing I will be okay with him by my side. I look up at him to see his eyes closed as he breathes steadily. "Your friend Rick is an asshole." Negan finally speaks in a low voice.
"You're an asshole." Gabriel snaps back at Negan causing him to wear his signature smile as he starts to chuckle.
"Yeah. I am. But he's gonna get people killed." Negan says in the same tone of voice.
I look over to see Gabriel turn his head to look at Negan. "By you." Negan opens his eyes and blinks a few times looking over at Gabriel.
"See, I killed the widow's husband and the ginger. But I didn't get them killed. That was your boy, Rick. Big difference." Negan paused as Gabriel lowered his head to look at the ground. "You know, I saw you stop for that Gregory idiot. You were there. You saw the whole thing. You heard his little speech. Why would you stop for that bearded prick?" Negan asks, still looking at Gabriel.
"What I fear is a fruitless death." Gabriel says quietly as Negan chuckles at his response.
"Jesus Christ. You got to be kiddin' me. He split on your creepy little ass." Gabriel shakes his head as he keeps his eyes on the ground. "The point of your life would be saving that dickhead?"
"That wouldn't be it. There had to be some reason I did what I did." Gabriel paused and slowly looked over at Negan. "Maybe this is the reason." He said in a different tone of voice as if he knew what he had to do.
"What?" Negan said, in a confused tone.
"I think... I'm here to take your confession." Gabriel said with a small smile on his lips. Knowing Negan he definitely wouldn't want to do that. He is a man and doesn't need to confess anything.
"We can wait it out a little bit, see if my people can figure something out. One thing that is sure as ass... if my people think I'm dead... a lot of folks are gonna die in there." Negan says in the same low voice.
"Why?" Gabriel asked.
"Listen to me. I don't have shit to confess. Except maybe the fact that I rubbed one out right where you're sitting just to calm down a bit." Negan said in his normal fashion with a chuckle, as he looked down at me and squeezed my hand rubbing my hand with his thumb, then looked back at Gabriel. "Let me ask you something. Why'd you become a priest?" I looked over at Gabriel as he looked back up from the floor and to Negan giving him a truthful answer.
"I love God, and I love people. I wanted to bring them together. To help people through their difficult times. To help them through their weaknesses."
"Well, look at that." Negan cuts in. "That's my thing. I like to help people through their weaknesses, too. Been doing it one way or another my whole life." Negan says smirking.
"How do you help people?" Gabriel asks, a little annoyed that he could compare himself to a priest.
"You want to know why people are gonna start dying in there? Because I'm not there to stop it." There is a loud thud from outside the trailer from who knows what. I grab onto Negans arm as we all look in the direction of the noise. The walkers suddenly get louder and bang harder against the walls. Negan smirks and starts to whistle his signature tune.
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Gabriel and I look around in fear as more walkers gather around trying to get in. Negan unwraps his hand from mine and puts his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him. I could tell he was starting to get nervous about the situation we were in. My eyes started to get heavy and I knew I wouldn't be able to fight any longer than I have been. I slowly shut my eyes and fell asleep.
