Sleeping With The Enemy - Simon's POV (TWD Simon fanfic)

Meeting the Man

Negan had seen right through my flat tyre story and figured I had just been slacking off. Although I'd rather him assume that than know the truth.

As punishment he'd had me running round like a blue arsed fly for the rest of the week.

"Hey Si are the Hilltop due a pick up?" Negan asked me at dinner one night.

"Not for a few more days" I told him

"I'm bringing it forward" he announced " I've got some spare time tomorrow and I'd like to come and meet them myself"

"What you don't trust me?" I asked, concerned about his sudden interest in Hilltop.

"Of course I trust you" he laughed "I just want to see what they're about, call it networking"

"Sure" I chuckled "but they might not have enough supplies with us being early.

"Well then they better have their shitting pants on because that just won't do" he winked.

I sighed,

"Relax Si" he exclaimed "It's not like you to get protective over a settlement, is there something you aren't telling me?"

"Course not" I replied maybe a little too quickly "they're just new, don't want to upset the Apple cart so soon, before we get what we want out of them"

"This is why I keep you around" he smiled "always thinking ahead"

The next morning we grabbed a quick breakfast and set off for Hilltop. Me and Negan always travelled separately with me being second in command incase of an ambush. So we were quite a convoy today with our trucks and the men we brought with us.

When we got there, I introduced Negan to Gregory who was very surprised to see us. I was also surprised not to see Y/N in the crowd, but also relieved that Negan wouldn't meet her.

However, that was short lived as the car we had lent them pulled through the gates.

"here she is" I exclaimed as she climbed out of the car "good morning darling"

"You're early" she snapped "we still have 2 more days"

"Well that is not a very warm welcome sweetheart is it" I yelled, as if our morning together had never happened. She glared at me in response. "We are here because the man at the top wanted to meet you all" I explained

"Negan is here?" She whispered so only I could hear, I just nodded.

With that the doors to the mansion opened and out walked Gregory, along with a dozen saviours and Negan. As he made his way across to where we stood, I tensed and felt Y/N do the same beside me. I didn't like the way she was looking at him and I definitely didn't like the way he was looking at her.

"Well Gregory it was an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance" Negan said sarcastically. He saw me stood with Y/N and sauntered over, his attention solely on her.

"Hello gorgeous" he beamed dragging the 'o' and leaning back slightly greeting her, then turned his attention to me "Simon my man you have been holding out on me! She looks good enough to eat" he let his gaze fall and take in her whole body, I clenched my fist but luckily noone noticed.

"She is something" I smirked looking at the floor,

"Honey you would make a fine addition to my wives" he continued addressing Y/N.

"Wives?" She asked, the confusion evident in her voice,

"That's right gorgeous, I have 5 wives, I like the variety but hot damn number 6 could just have become my favourite" he licked his lips and again looked her up and down. I could see her glance at me out of the corner of my eye but I refused to meet her gaze. 

"You cannot be serious" she laughed, I cringed, this exchange was not going to end well.

"Oh I'm deadly serious" he growled "and if you laugh at me again, I will punish you in ways you can't even imagine" then he smirked "and I don't mean the pleasurable kind" winking at her. I hated the way he was speaking to her, this was exactly why I hadn't wanted them to meet. Once Negan had his eye on someone, they were off limits and he usually got what he wanted.

"How about you go fuck yourself!" She hissed, everyone around us held their breath including me.

Negan chuckled and then within a second his face was one of rage as he grabbed her throat and made her kneel. It happened so fast I didn't have time to stop him, not that I could have if I wanted to. Tightening his grip he turned to address the community. 

"I don't know if Simon has told you" he yelled "but we do not tolerate disrespect" he dragged her across the floor by her throat as he spun to look at everyone, I was struggling to control my breathing, I wanted to go to her, to tell him to get his hands off her, but I couldn't. She had gotten herself into this. "Now usually I would make an example of someone who dared speak to me like she did, by giving them a few rounds with my Lucille here" he continued gesturing to his baseball bat "But, I'd rather not ruin such a pretty face" and he released his grip causing her to fall to the ground clutching her neck in pain. "So in this case" he shouted crouching down to look at her, "I'm gonna take the girl and all the shit she just brought back in that car, and no one is going to stop me or step out of line again" he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to her feet, "am I making myself clear" he yelled and every head in the community nodded. He smiled and threw Y/N towards me, I caught her just as she fell into me, wanting to hold her a lot closer than was acceptable in public. "Take her to pack a bag Simon, we're rolling out".

"You had to open your mouth didn't you" I sighed as I guided her towards her house.

"well someone had to" she snapped "and you clearly weren't going to step up"

"Go against Negan is that what you expected me to do?" I laughed as she climbed the stairs to her room.

"So you'd be happy if he made me his wife then?" She hissed 

"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked, voice cold, not showing any emotion, she couldn't know what I was feeling, not now that she was coming back to the Sanctuary, it would put us both in danger.  I opened the door to her room and she walked in, taking a minute to perch on her bed and process what had happened. I stood in the doorway and something caught my eye, she had lifted her backpack onto her bed and tucked in the side pocket was a small plastic figure. Action Man. That doll symbolised so much more than she could have put into words and I didn't know how to feel about it. She noticed me looking and her eyes filled with tears. She pulled the doll from the pocket and launched it across the room, clattering against the wall. I sighed and started to step towards her, reaching out a hand as if to comfort her, but stopped as her friend ran into the room sobbing. She fell to Y/N's feet and they both cried and held onto each other. 

Her boyfriend followed,

"you can't let him take her" he pleaded, voice breaking.

"I can't stop him" I sighed, placing a hand on his shoulder, he turned away defeated and lifted his girl to her feet so Y/N could pack. Her sobs only got louder. She finished stuffing the few belongings she had into her rucksack. I looked at her sympathetically for a split second but soon resumed my heartless facade, at this point it was self preservation more than anything.

"It's time to go" I stated, she fell into the arms of her friends one last time before walking over to me,

"I'll be okay" she reassured them. Silent tears fell down her cheeks as we left the house. I took hold of her arm roughly as we stepped out of the house, putting on a show for Negan.

"You don't have to hold so tight" she hissed.

"Sweetheart your mouth has got you into far too much trouble" I chuckled "I suggest you zip it"

"I thought you liked my mouth" she tried a cocky come back but I just shoved her forward in response. She amazed me that she could still flirt at a time like this.

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