The Girl Who Never Cries (Negan x Reader)

Chapter 4: The Favorite

- Faced with a soon starving Alexandria, Y/N's team choses to head out for a most dangerous run, much to the dismay of her worried father, because Y/Ns condition is only getting worse. -

"You're not going, Y/N!" Your father calls after you when you step out of the house, covering your face with a scarf. "Did you hear me?"

You curse under your breath, speeding up your steps towards the pantry to grab something to eat for your run. "Yeah", you yell back, not turning around. "And I decided to ignore it."

The garage door is already open, so you hurry inside and quickly grab a can of beans. Upon turning around and leaving, you stumble against your father but you catch yourself quickly.

"Dad, I don't have time for this." Annoyed, you roll your eyes. It's still early in the morning, but if you had your way, you would have been on the road already. Rick has been arguing with you for days now, drawing out your departure.

Quickly you round him, but he grabs your jacket, effectively hindering you from going away. With a sigh on your lips you stop struggling and let your backpack fall from your shoulders to the ground, Rick clearly wants to argue again.

"You are sick, Y/N-" He starts but you interrupt him right away.

"And that's why I am going, I need meds asap and can't wait two weeks. We've been through this already." You adjust the scarf that is covering your face, sitting just below your eyes and you accidently touch the sensitive flesh of your cheek, resulting in you hissing out.

Rick rests his hands on his hips, looking over to the parking lot where your team, consisting of Daryl, Sasha and Carl are waiting for you. "You're not fit enough for that, Y/N. We're not talking about your usual trips here."

You dismiss him with a wave of your hand and cross your arms afterwards. "It's just a cold-"

"It's not and we both know that."

Your eyes roll again, "Whatever, I've gotta go. One blind Grimes should be enough, don't you think?"

Rick is about to retort something, but whatever he's about to say remains unvoiced, because of noises at the gate that's disturbing the two of you. You turn from the pantry to the street, looking at what's happening.

"Ah, for fuck sake", you curse under your breath when you see familiar trucks enter Alexandria. You hoped you wouldn't be home for the next pick up.

Interacting with Negan has already been strange as it was. Now with the incident with Michael and all, you fear it would get even more awkward. And weirdly enough, you just couldn't get the worried eyes of his out of your mind. You still wonder, if you just imagined it, the slight frown, his hazel eyes scanning your injury-

"We don't have much to offer this week", your father whispers, tearing your mind away from the memory. Your eyes blink a few times before you sigh a tired yeah in response. Tara and Aaron went out to search for more gas and keep an eye out for anything edible for the saviors but they haven't returned yet and you and your teams could not move out without more gas.

Oliva and you had to move some of the hidden stuff back to the surface, leaving you with enough food for about approximately two more weeks. It's one of the reasons you have to move out, despite your current condition.

You feel your mouth getting dry when you watch Negan jumping out of his truck. Of course he has to lead the pick up again. He and one of his higher ranked, the woman called Arat, are making their way through the town, followed by their men and heading your way. You turn around towards Rick, he is glaring daggers towards Negan's direction.