Aᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ -Carl GrimesXreader

𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 2

(Y/n)'s POV:

We were back in the same room as before,sat in the same places and in silence.Negan was writing in a folder,me and Carl kept awkwardly looking at each other,not really knowing what to do.

"Can I wrap up my face now?" Carl broke the silence.Negan looked up from his writing. "No,you absolutely cannot." Negan said.
"Why the hell not?" Carl spat.Negan chuckled,a grin spreading across his face. "Look at this badass..."
"You can't because I'm not done with you.And I like looking at your disgusting,rad-ass,badass eye,so it's staying out." Negan finally stopped talking,most likely,not for long.
I looked over to Carl again and the look that he was giving Negan was a death stare.
"You got something to say?" Negan asked him. "Why haven't you killed me or (Y/n)? My dad or Daryl?" Carl questioned Negan.
Negan looked like he was thinking of an answer but probably already had one. "Daryl is gonna make a good soldier for me.You see,he thinks he's holding it together...but you saw it,and you too.Your dad? He's already getting me great stuff." Negan explained. "You? It's more productive to break you,more fun too." Negan continued to explain why each of us were 'useful'.
"(Y/n)? She's bitchy.I like her,she can argue." I narrowed my eyes at him. "Only when it comes to you." I scoffed. "Yeah,whatever." Negan sighed.

"You guys thinking that's stupid?" He asked. "I'm thinking we're different." Carl said with an attitude.
"Mm." Negan sat forward and stared at us. "You're smart kids.What do you think I should do?..You know I can't let you go.So,do I kill you? Iron your faces? Chop off your arm? Tell me."

"What do you think?" Negan asked with a smirk.Before I could say something Carl stood up,towering over Negan. "I think you should jump out the window to save me the trouble of killing you." Carl threatened him.Negan chuckled.
"Now,there is the kid that impressed the hell out of me."
"I think you're not saying what you're gonna do to us because you're not going to do anything." Carl said with a smirk,knowing full well on how to piss Negan off. "-if you knew us,if you knew anything,you would kill us.But you can't."
Negan was impressed.Sat with a smile,listening to what Carl had to say next. "Maybe you're right.Maybe I can't." Negan said weirdly quiet,then stood up. "Let's go for a ride,kids." Negan grabbed Lucille and headed for the door.Carl looked back at me.I quickly stood up,confused on what we were doing.
...
Both me and Carl were sat in a truck,in between Negan and a sweaty driver.Me and Carl were squashed quite close together since the driver smelt un-humanly and kept pulling weird looks every other second.

"Daryl!" Negan shouted out the window.Daryl dropped what he was doing and slowly made his way over to Negan.God knows what Daryl was meant to be doing but he was given new clothes and practically threw into a cage full of walkers.
"You seem worried,so I'm taking the kids home." I heard Negan say.
"If you do anything to them..." Daryls voice was the same as always,low and gruff.That was probably the first time in months that I had heard him speak an actually sentence,in English.
"Dwight!" Negan cut Daryl off and hit the side of the truck. "-Daryl needs a time out.Put him back in his box for a while." Dwight grabbed Daryl and pulled him away,Negan flipping him off whilst doing so.
The engine started and soon after that the truck started to drive out of the sanctuary's gates.
There was walkers tied to cars and tables,obviously,most likely,used as guard dogs in a way I guess.

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This is extremely short idk why💀