Why Me?

~You Will Be My Wife~

~Dallas' POV~

I was woken up today by the trailer door closing, I sighed getting up seeing my clothes missing, they were replaced with a reddish purple tank top, black leggings, combat boots. There were also a few accessories I didn't even know existed anymore, along with some make-up. I shook my head before getting dressed, I pulled on the long chained gold cross necklace, belt that was held together with handcuffs, a bracelet and riding gloves. I saw a black box big enough to fit maybe two rings in it, I figured I'd leave that alone for now, even though I already know it's coming. I grabbed the black eye liner giving myself a thin layer before adding the black eye-shadow, I looked in the broken mirror before putting my hair up in a messy bun. I tightened my holsters to my thighs with my guns, and slipped my knives into their places adding a few to my boots before I walked outside. As I looked around I saw a few of the kids getting hit around by some of the men, I pulled one of my knives throwing it at one of the guys making the blade go right through his hand. He screamed in pain before looking at me with murderous eyes, he pulled the knife from his hand and threw it back only for me to catch it by the hilt. This only pissed him off, he pushed the kid to the ground and the next thing I knew he was hit in the face with a barbed wire bat. I shook my head looking at Negan before going over helping the kid up, he gave me a small smile.

"Thank you ma'am."

I smiled nodding my head.

"Anytime."

I sighed standing up looking at Negan who gave me a small smirk, as he shook his head.

"Now there's my girl."

I scoffed, shaking my head walking back to the trailer, I wasn't alone for long as Negan came in. He opened the black box and held up a ring, it was silver with a ruby heart in the middle that had a skull reflecting from the middle of it, I shook my head as he took my hand in his.

"You will be my wife."

I sighed knowing I had no choice, he leaned in giving me a hard unwelcomed kiss, he pulled away walking out. I waited till he was gone before sinking to the floor crying till my eyes were bloodshot and puffy. When I had cried all I had in me I stood from the floor removing my shoes and the weapons from my body before laying down and praying that he wouldn't wake me up.

~2 Hrs Later~

I heard the door open before it was slammed shut, I quickly sat up to see Negan beginning to take off his clothes. I shook my head laying down as I felt the bed sink near my feet, I felt his hands fiddle with my belt cuffs, I shook my head rolling over.

"Please not tonight Negan, I just want to sleep."

He roughly rolled me back over and I felt a hand connect with the side of my face, I shot up like a bullet from a gun kicking him off the bed. I stood up looking at him shaking my head, I went over to my boots pulling them on, as I was grabbing my weapons, I felt my hair being tugged back. I swung my arm with my knife in hand, nicking his cheek and making him fall to the floor, I shook my head grabbing the rest of my weapons and walking out of the trailer into the cool night air. I didn't get very far as I was pulled back by my upper arm and practically thrown to the ground. I shook my head quickly pulling my gun pointing it at him, I flicked the safety, placing my hand on the trigger shaking my head.

"I've had enough, you raped me three times last night, once I'd get to sleep you'd wake me up again. Today you shoved a ring on my finger and basically ordered me to be your wife, now this, no. I need sleep, and I was as polite as I could possibly fucking be when I said no, you got abusive, now here we are. I refuse to go back to how I was before the world went to shit, I was married to a man who raped me, who beat me, and in the end I shot him in the head because he killed my little girl. I won't go back to that, Daryl saved me, Daryl fixed me, and I won't have all of that progress go out the fucking window because you want to throw punches. If I say no, I mean no, get used to it, because being married to me is a lot of fucking work and it's all on my terms."

I stood up walking back towards the trailer, I walked in locking the screen door, before locking the main one so he couldn't get in. I know that when I wake up and open it in the morning I'll be in deep shit but I really don't care. Tomorrow I have to try on this dress the woman made for me along with the shoes that one of them found, then the next day I have to marry this prick, unless Daryl saves me in time.