MAKNAE [twd] *editing*

【101】

Sitting in the chair across from two out of three of the men from earlier, I keep a tight grip on my bat. None of them said a word, only staring at me as one leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and the other sat on the edge of the small bed with his gun in his lap.

Negan hadn't been by since I was brought in here and I could only wonder what he was putting Carl through. But, that wouldn't last long until there's a knock at the door. The man on the wall  opens it to reveal yet another Savior. Though, this one looked familiar.

"What, Dwight?" the man asks.

Dwight.. Dwight from the radio? Dwight that Daryl saw in the woods?

Dwight that killed Abraham?

"Negan told me to move her," he nods to me.

I look him up and down, the large scar on his face making me wonder just what this man had gone through. But, that leaves as soon as I recognize the leather vest that he wore. More specifically, Daryl's leather vest that he's worn for as long as I could remember.

Jae said that Dwight had shot Daryl and that he was at the lineup.. Where was Daryl now? Jae hadn't even told me where he went or if he was okay.

"Your shift now, then," the man nods, stepping past Dwight to leave.

"Let's go, kid," Dwight waves.

This man killed Abraham, shot Daryl, and saw Glenn and Tyreese die.. Dwight was the one to pin Glenn down when he was protecting Maggie.

"Don't get any ideas, either," he warns like he could see my thoughts.

I only look at him until the man on the bed stands, grabbing my arm and jerking me up to stand, "He said move, kid."

I pull my arm to no avail as he drags me to Dwight. Once close enough, Dwight takes my arm and pulls me out of the room into the halls. The other man rolls his eyes at me before walking the opposite way.

"Carl and Daryl are both here, I'd advise you to be on your best behavior unless you want things to go wrong," Dwight hisses in my ear.

Here.. Daryl was here..

My footsteps quicken as Dwight drags me down the halls until we make it to a new room. In the doorway, I could see Negan and Carl's backs as they stood side by side.

"Negan," Dwight calls.

Negan turns, immediately growing a smile, "There's my buddy! Come on in, make yourself comfortable, eh?"

Dwight finally releases me with a shove in Negan's direction, putting Carl and I side by side.

"The men can be a lot sometimes, I thought you might be more at ease with some ladies' company," Negan explains, holding his arm out to the room.

I force my eyes away from him, looking to the women that occupied the room- each wearing similar outfits and sad expressions.

"The other too.. Let's get their little band back together. Have themselves a little reunion," Negan tells Dwight.

Daryl.. He was sending Dwight to get Daryl.

"Now, Simon told me about your.. situation," Negan turns to me, "So, I'm gonna need you to be nice and not go berserk on him when he gets here. Could you do that for me?"

My lie included me hating Daryl for getting up at the lineup. At least they were still believing it.

I stay silent as a response.

"Just so I feel better about this, Dwighty, could you take that.. marvelous, sculpted, prize from my bat buddy here?" Negan looks to Dwight then to me with a grin.