leather - negan x reader

chapter six - god is a woman

tw: violence, death, blood, guns, stabbing, etc

'why'd you only call me when your high?' by arctic monkeys blares through the speakers as i straighten my jacket and fix my hair.  i make my way down the stairs, jax raises his eyebrows, "it's done. he's been warned. has happy come back yet?" i ask.

"no, not yet," jax answers.

"shit," i sprint to the counter and grab my machine gun from under a box.

"what? what happened?"

"he went looking for chibs. they should both be back by now. here," i toss jax his gun. when we run by the guard i whisper to him, "lockdown. no one leaves. no one comes in unless it's our guys, got it?"

"yes ma'am," gerald says.

i turn to opie, "you're in charge in here until i get back." he nods his head. we run out of the building but then stop. i put a finger over my lips so we can hear what's being said.

"snipe isn't gonna be happy when she hears about this, hector," i hear chibs say.

"oh, i think my men and i can handle her. it'll be quite enjoyable. we'll make sure you can watch too," hector chuckles.

"you're gonna regret sayin' that," i hear happy say right after.

"sick, excommunicated bastard," i hear chibs say before - what sounds like - he spits on hector.

then the sounds of punches landing and kicks are heard.

"we gotta do this now," i whisper to jax.

"i'm gonna get back up. you distract them," he whispers back. i nod and he leaves.

i slide out from my hiding spot, aiming my gun at them. "let 'em go hector. do not make me kill you."

they pause, looking at me before smiling "yea, you and what army?"

"i don't need an army, i've got a machine gun. let them go. now. do not make me repeat myself."

"or what?" he turns and aims his pistol at me.

"or," i shoot one of his men, "that'll be the rest of your little crew."

"oh you little - mark, get her, right now!" hector yells. one of his men stalk towards me. i'd be scared if i didn't have this huge gun on them.

"last chance, hector. tell him to stand down," i demand.

"now, mark!" he yells again. mark's body thuds to the ground as blood leaks from the bullet wound in his head.

"fine, do this the hard way," i say as jax and five other guys walk up behind me with their guns. i don't order them to do anything - instead, i shoot all hector's men.

hector falls to the ground, stumbling as he crawls backward. jax and tig untie happy and chibs as i tower over hector. he hits the wall of the building, "nowhere left to go now, huh?"

"please, i-i'm sorry," he mutters.

"i don't take kindly to kidnapping. or rape threats. you know, you had potential, hector. alvarez wasted so much time on you, too bad i'm not gonna do the same. any last words?"

"no, no please," he murmurs as i hand my machine gun to jax. when i turn to do so, i see negan and all of his men have come to watch, mine too.

fine, i'll put on a show.

i grab my knife from my shoe. "plea-" hector's words were cut off as i lodged my knife into his abdomen. i pushed it upwards, to his heart. i pulled it out and let him bleed out as i stood over him. once his suffering comes to an end, i stab him in the head.