ORDER (sequel to Trouble) [TWD]

lucille's victim

"No.. No.. No!"

As Sakiko starts to get up once more, Rostita grabs her around the waist.

"Anybody moves, anybody says anything.. Cut his other eye out and feed it to his father," Negan orders.

Sakiko screams, clawing at Rosita's jacket.

Ryan looks over to her, though Lucille was already eye to eye with him.

Sakiko doesn't hear the rest Negan says, she was too busy trying to get up.

"You can't," Rosita cries, keeping her grip tight.

"Me.. Me.. Take me!" Sakiko pleads.

Negan looks at her and she shakes her head.

"Please.. Please.." she begs, tears streaming down her face, "Me.. Me.."

Negan's eyes land back on Ryan and Sakiko follows.

"It's okay," Ryan whispers, patting his heart, "Right here, Kiko. Right here."

Sakiko shakes her head, knees digging into the gravel. Aaron grabs her as well, anything to keep Negan from doing anything else that would hurt everyone.

Maybe if they were still. Maybe he wouldn't do it.

"Eyes on the prize, darlin," Negan tells Sakiko, swinging the bat down.

An ear shattering wail escapes Sakiko as Ryan falls to the ground.

She couldn't keep herself up, she collapses in Rosita's lap. Rosita holds her tightly, her chest shaking with her own sobs.

One hit turned to two. Two turned to five. Sakiko lost count as Negan bashed her husband's head into the ground.

"Now, was that so hard?" Negan asks once he's finally satisfied that Ryan was dead and the point got across.

Sakiko couldn't breathe. She gasped breaths in, but they didn't make it down her throat. She choked on them and coughed them back up.

"Let her go," Negan tells Rosita.

Rosita shakes her head, whimpering in fear as she holds a pained Sakiko to her chest.

"I said 'let her go'. Now unless you want me to go take out that guy's other eye, I'd suggest you listen!"

Rosita's knuckles turn white, not wanting to let Sakiko go. The poor girl was going through hell. The least this asshole could do is let her best friend console her to the best of her ability. But, he wouldn't even let them have that.

Sakiko forces herself up, palms in the gravel as she looks at the ground in front of her.

Sakiko makes it back to her knees and Rosita covers her mouth with her hands. Her best friend was in so much pain, it was killing her, too.

"I get it. Hubbies and wives got a hold on each other unlike anything else," Negan tells Sakiko, "But, really, you should thank your dearest husband. He took one or six or seven for the team!"

Sakiko digs her nails into her thighs. This couldn't be real. This was a nightmare. Any second now she would wake up and be in Ryan's arms- in their bed safe at home.

"So, take a look. Don't let hubby die for nothing."

She could see the outline of Lucille's shadow in front of her. Droplets of blood fell. Ryan's blood. Weakly, she reaches out, covering the blood with her hands as she breathes in a tight gasp.

"Honey, this is the last time I'm asking nicely. Take. A. Look."

Sakiko's nails dig into the gravel, the tips of her fingers bleeding and mixing with Ryan's.

"Take a damn look!"

Daryl leaps from the line, punching Negan in the face.

He'd killed his son in law. Now, he was torturing his daughter with the weapon that killed her husband? It was too much.

"Dad!" Sakiko screams.

The Saviors tackle Daryl to the ground. He curses at them, though he could hardly fight back after being shot already.

Nanami was frozen. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't blink. He didn't feel anything. Not the tears rolling down his cheeks.. Not Carl's hand in his.. Not the rocks under his knees.. Nothing.

Sakiko's hair stuck to her face. Sweat and tears left her skin soaking and she could hardly see past all her hair.

"Dad.. Dad!" she sobs, "Please.. Please, don't!"

Not him, too. Sakiko couldn't lose Daryl. Not after this.

Negan already took Ryan- her husband. He couldn't take her father, too.

She couldn't hear anything else being said. Instead, she could only watch as they toss Daryl back into the lineup.

"No.. Kiko, no!" Rosita hisses through her tears.

Sakiko was trying to get to Daryl.

She didn't want to cause any trouble.

"Let her go," Negan orders, "She ain't hurting nobody."

Rosita cries, releasing Sakiko.

"Make a move," Negan offers, bending in front of Sakiko, "Try something."

He leans close to her and Sakiko flinches like she was ten again and Shinsuke had taken his belt off. 

This time, Negan was Shinsuke and the belt was Lucille- the weapon that just killed her husband.

Negan looks over to Daryl who was clenching the blanket around him in his lap.

"No takers?" Negan asks, pointing Lucille between the father and daughter.

"If you're gonna do anything.. Do it to me," Daryl demands, though his voice showed his fear.

"No.. No," Sakiko restlessly shakes her head, "Please. I.. We.. We won't do anything. Please."

"Darlin, what's done is done," Negan tells her, standing up straight.

Sakiko dry heaves, resting forward on her knees. She was face to face with the gravel that was stained red where Lucille had been held. She clenches her eyes shut, though tears fight their way through and down her face even more.

"Now, I don't know what kind of lying assholes you been dealing with.. But, I'm a man of my word. I need you to know me," Negan moves the act on.

 Daryl's heart ached for Sakiko. He'd never seen her this distraught.

"So.. Back to it!" Negan decides.

His swing to Abraham came out of blind side.

Then, just as he'd killed Ryan, Negan beats Abraham to death in front of everyone. 

Makes an example out of him.