Read this 10 times for errors so what's there is there lol 🤷♀️
Alright here's part two ✨🖤😅
It had been a little more than two weeks since Negan and his men came for the last pick up. They had stayed away a little longer than every one had expected and a lot of people were talking about that night.. How Negan had stepped in front of you and protected you.. Some people thought you were lying about what happened with Spencer, that it was your fault Deannas son was dead and Negan had taken over.. Suddenly you were being stared at, people were whispering when you walked by. You started to isolate a little more especially since Rick and Aaron had been going on more supply runs getting prepared for the saviors to come back..
You had been going out on your own trying to make the same effort even if Rick told you not to. Michonne chewed your ass out when you returned even if you had a truck load of supplies, you knew she just worried about you. Things seemed kind of shitty right now, the closest to you were caught up in everything else to see that you were slowly pulling away, you didn't even realize that.
"Why do you think it's a good idea to go out by yourself?"
Michonne scolded the second you got out of your truck a big white trailer was hooked on the back
"Because I can get more done than if I brought dumb ass one and dumb ass two"
You pointed to two of the residents from Alexandria saying aloud without shame as you walked to the back of the trailer throwing the door up she looked at you a little shocked
"Where the hell did you find this?"
She said with a smile as you showed her the ample supply of food and water
"I went to Westbrook there's some houses over there not too over run by biting ass holes but I got lucky and found this in one of the garages"
"That's a damn good find"
She said proudly laying her hand on your shoulder you gave her a kind smile bending down grabbing a bottle of tequila from one of the boxes
"This ones mine"
You held it up untwisting the top as you walked away
"I think you earned it"
She said as she started to help unload the rest of the supplies. You made your way back to your room, your work was done for the day. You chugged half the bottle of tequila within the next hour as you tried to distract yourself, you had thought about that night with Negan everyday since it happened..
A huge part of you wanted to see him again and you felt guilty for it. You kept thinking back about how he pushed you behind him and clenched your wrist, the light of the radio between you as he drove you home in the dark, what it felt like to be close to him.. You had thoughts in your head you didn't want to acknowledge, like how damn attractive and powerful the man was. There was something about an older man like him that sent you over.
He killed your friends..
Okay, and you killed his men? Your mind had about 100 different thoughts at once about it all and you felt a slight excitement and shame all at once thinking about him. You didn't remember much after that last drink, you had completely blacked out......
Oh my fucking god my head..
You opened your eyes to what you thought was the sun but it was the bathroom light, you found yourself in a freezing cold bathtub fully clothed. You must of been there a few hours now, your skin was getting pruny. Not to mention you felt like complete and utter shit..
