leather - negan x reader

chapter twenty-six - trouble

he sits down beside me after the men walk off. i have to tell them it's okay, but they still stand somewhere near. each of them glances our way every once in a while. "i'm not sleeping without you tonight," he says. "i can't fucking do it again."

"why? you can just sleep with one of your wives. i mean, we all work the same, right? you go to the next one when you get bored of the first one?" i put my bottle down and head outside. he sighs, following me.

"so when you said you would eventually forgive me, you meant you'd bring it up all the time?"

it just happened asshat, of course i'm gonna bring it up. i turn to him, about to argue but i hear a gunshot. i spin back around, pulling my pistol out. i see a body thud to the ground from the guard tower.

andy.

i hear my other guards freaking out. turning in circles to see what they missed. i couldn't deal with them right now.

"who's there?" i yell as i point my pistol at the tower. i hear a little girl scream before it's muffled. andy's little sister, leah. she was abel's age and the sweetest girl you'd ever meet. "who the fuck is it? tell me what you want. i'll get it. just let the girl go."

"y/n, you are not going up there," negan says as i stride toward the tower.

"you don't tell me what to do. go get chibs and tell him what's happening. right now." i climb the tower, "now, you're obviously outnumbered. so give up the girl and we'll let you go. i promise." that was a damn lie. whoever that was would die.

"i'm taking care of my people. and yours. they'll all die with a leader like you," i hear. it's gregory. of course it fucking is.

"so is this what you want? death? destruction?" i stand opposite of him. he had a hand over her mouth and a gun pointed at her head.

"no, but that's exactly what everyone will get if you stay in charge. i'm perfect for this job and you know it."

"what job? club president? i don't think you could handle that. if i'm being honest, half of it is worrying if you're members need to see a psychiatrist," i say, hoping to distract him. my people pile out, machine guns in hand.

"i'm not a leather wearing maniac, i mean head of the council. i also need to see to your retirement... or rather your extermination."

"damn, what did i do to you?" i continue trying to distract him.

"shut up and drop the gun right now," he yells. "i don't want to hurt this little girl. i didn't want to hurt that boy, but you...you forced me! don't force me to hurt her too!" he panics.

i slide the pistol over to him, raising my hands above my head. "you want leverage. that's what you need to get my people to listen," i lie. they know the rules. if it came down to it, they protect the innocents first. then the rest of the club, then themselves. "so let her go, and point the gun at me."

"okay fine," he releases leah, who's sobbing. he aims the gun at me and grabs the one i'd kicked to him. i go to comfort her, "no! you stay where you are! put your hands up!"

i put my hands back in the air, maintaining eye contact with gregory, "leah, it's okay. you're okay. i need you to climb down the ladder. you remember mr. tig and mrs. gemma?"

"yea," she stutters through sobs.

"they'll be there. go to them. they won't let you fall, i promise," i say to the girl. as far as i can tell, she does what i say. "you really wanna do this? what do you think the council is gonna do when they hear about it?"

"nothing, because i'll be a hero. i'll have saved this place and all of their places from you."

"well, at least i'll go out with a bang," i smirk as he makes his way over to me.