The Girl Who Never Cries (Negan x Reader)

Chapter 1: Little Pig, Little Pig

- Despite the rising tension between Y/N and her father, she's keeping her mouth shut and the head ducked, when the Saviors come for their first visit. With Carl on her heels, she tries to save some of their supplies, only to have to face off Negan himself. -

"Think about it, Dad." You're leaning against Daryl's bike, trying to get your dad to follow your idea. The Saviors will come in two days for their first pick up. Half of your shit did Negan say but you don't intend to give him that much.

You and Carl came up with the idea of hiding the majority of your supplies in the sewer system. That way it would be safe from them. The less you'd have on display for them, the better. You'd lose not as much in the end.

"I don't know, Y/N. If they find out we are holding stuff back-"

"Dad, come on." You try again. "What are the odds? Also winter is only a few weeks from now. We have to hord what we can."

Darly reaches the two of you, his crossbow on his back. "Ready?" He asks you.

Usually you'd go out with Sasha to scavenge around the area, but Spencer wanted to tag along, so you settled for Daryl and a bit of hunting for today. Something about this guy is just rubbing you the wrong way.

You nod at Daryl before turning your attention back to Rick. "Please at least consider that, Dad. While we still can-"

Aggressive banging against the gate cuts your conversation short. Startled, you look at the source of the noise.

"Little pig, little pig! Let me in."

You recognize that voice immediately and your head snaps back to your father. "They're too early!"

"Quick!" He pulls you from the bike. "Get in the house with Carl and Judith and stay put."

You nod and run towards your home, while Daryl and Rick go for the gate. Carl is playing with Judith on the porch, still oblivious to the threat at the gates.

"They're here!" You warn before lifting Judith up into your arms. "Get in."

Without a word your brother follows you inside. You rush up the stairs to get Judith into her crib. Carefully you lay her down, giving her a kiss on the crown of her head.

"Why now?" Carl asks, standing in the door. "They said ten days, it's been only eight."

"I know." You reply, pushing past him. "Hide as many cans as you can, I'll take care of the meds"

But Carl just keeps standing next to the door. "What? It's too late for that. They'll see us."

You turn on your heels, considering him for a moment. "Gather as much as you can in the kitchen, I'll dig a hole in the backyard, they won't see me there."

Your brother nods and runs down the stairs, while you go back to your room. Luckily you kept a few boxes of medical supplies and medicine nearby. You're one hundred percent sure they'll raid your infirmary as well. With two boxes in hand, you make your way downstairs.

"Oh no." Carl gasps, looking out of the window.

"What is it?"

He turns around to you, gesturing for you to take a look for yourself. "They go into the houses."

"Fuck." You look out with wide open eyes. Several Saviors roam the street, entering the homes. "Shit, we gotta hurry!"

Quickly you put the boxes on the kitchen isle, before running for the shovel. You reach the handle of the utility closet, when you hear the front door open.