walking amongst the dead (TWD x reader)

Part 12

Y/N pov

The vibrations of the truck dulled down coming to a halt waking me up as Negan slammed his door shut leaving me sat there rubbing sleep from my eyes 'Need to talk to Rick' I thought yawning and popping my joints. before getting out after him and slamming my own door.

'I wonder is Daryl left like I told him to?'

I shrugged and yawned again dragging my feet as I walked really living up to my species of walker. "Hurry up Y/N" I hummed and stood close by as the gate was knocked then flung open revealing a man with a mullet.

'Funky hair do huh?'

"You must be here for the next shipment?" 

'He seems rather stuck up I won't lie' I held back a small laugh and strode in behind Negan and his men taking quick short glances around the place taking note of who nodded my way and who turned their nose up.

'Rick already got like 80% of his group to trust me good this is good I can work with that'

I took a deep breath and started walking straight as Rosco finally caught up walking by my side "Y/N be a dear and stick by me would you?" I hesitantly nodded 'What if I was looking for meals... the only one worth eating is the food lady... nice and meaty she looks scared bless her' I thought watching her rush round in her little garage listing things and avoiding eye contact with any of the saviours.

Negan grinned as Rick came into view and proceeded to swing his bat in the air inches from his face "Hey Prick, hold my baby would ya?" Not giving him a chance to respond the wooden bat was placed in the sweaty palms of Rick.

'You always did have a problem of sweating haha'

I covered my nose with my sleeve turning from Rick and looking ahead where some guy around the age 25 was cooking on a grill while drinking whiskey.

'Foul dead meat!'

Supressing the groan that bubbled in the back of my throat I clicked my fingers to Rosco to go ahead and sniff round the place. My mind was filled with thoughts and a strong urge to keep anything I had eaten recently in my body and not spewed out on the concrete bellow me.

'Gross'

Switching my attention to Negan I sighed watching him and his men remove all of the beds and throw them in a truck, his sick grin plastered on his face as he strode over to me and Rick who stood under a tree in the shade.

"Hoping for a little freaky deeky" 

He crossed his fingers looking at me with a knowing look making me roll my eyes 'Horny bastard' I was started by the sudden smell of dirt and sweet water "Would you like to pay your respects?" 

'FUCK!'

I span round and smiled at the priest behind me 'He's quiet... I like this one' my small smile stayed on my face as Negan got scared shitless I even saw Rick smile from the corner of my eye.

'Pay our respects? someone died?' 

I looked round as we began walking again heading to a make shift grave yard "Shit poor widow didn't make it.... hey Y/N you would have enjoyed ripping into her" My eyebrows shot up confused but deciding to take no notice I just shrugged.

'I don't think I would have wanted to eat one of Ricks close friends'

I hadn't seen Daryl yet and I took this as a good sign a really good sign he listened to me meaning he trusts me more than I thought.

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Just as we was about to leave I felt something being placed in my back pocket by Carl who had a smile on his face 'Cute as ever little Bug' I thought nodding to him and hopping in the truck with Rosco hopping in and laying on my feet as Negan slammed his door and smirked at me showing off his pearly whites placing his bat next to him.

"Come on Doll, we got some beds to break in"

'God kill me now'