The Walking Dead Tale Of Y/N Dixon (Male Reader x TWD)

Iron Curtain

!Explicit content ahead!

(Y/n Pov)

"Look at me." Dwight breaks eye contact with me and turns to Rick holding his gun against his forehead while he's on his knees. "Why?"

"'Cause I want it stopped. I want Negan dead." Dwight says quietly.

"So why don't you kill him?"

"It can't just be me. They're all Negan." He says with a look of fear on his present face. Tara steps forward.

"That woman you killed... She had a name. Her name was Denise and she was a doctor and she helped people." Tara had a tear in her eye.

"I wasn't aiming for her-" He doesn't get to finish his sentence before I rush forward and pin him to the wall, unsheathing one of my knives and aiming it at his eye.

"No. You were aiming for my brother." I say angrily as my knife shakes in my hand.

"Do it Y/n. Do it." Tara urges but I stay still with my knife to his eye.

"You wanna end it this way... You go ahead. I'm sorry. I am. I know you want to."

"He could just be here to see if Y/n was here. We can't trust him." I hear Michonne say in the background.

"He owned me. But not anymore. What I did, I was doing for someone else. She just got away. So now I'm here. And so are you Y/n." Dwight drops his arms to stop contesting me and Tara shouts.

"Do it Y/n! You knew her. She saved your life!" My hand gets shakier as I pull my knife back and push Dwight to the floor.

I stare at him as he nods and gives me a grateful expression. "They have Sasha," Rosita says after.

"Why didn't you say before? He could be our only way to get her back." Jesus responds.

"Because I don't trust him. But I trust Y/n." Rosita replies quickly.

"Negan's coming. Tomorrow, at first light. Three trucks as usual. 20 Saviours including him. I can slow them down. Plan an ambush. Drive the trucks back and kill Saviours at the Sanctuary-"

"The Sanctuary?" Rick interrupts.

"The place they call home. We can get the workers on our side, and build our numbers. Go from outpost to outpost and end this once and for all." Dwight says which makes Rick look to everyone and then back to Dwight.

"Keep talking."

"If he's telling the truth. After everything. I don't care if he's sorry. Or if he does his best to make amends. I'm gonna kill him. Painfully and slowly." I say which makes the group look at me as I stare at Rosita driving a car with Dwight in the back.

Lizzie touches my shoulder gently but I don't turn to look at her. Eventually, I walk past everyone and head to my house in Alexandria ignoring Tara's judgemental stare.

I open the door take off my jacket and start to think back to when I was with the Saviours. I go upstairs to my room instantly sink into my bed and close my eyes.

Stupid fucking insomnia. At a time like this. I push myself off my head head back downstairs and lean on the kitchen island with my head in my hands.

"Rough day today." I hear Lizzie's approach.