Chapter 3

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"oh, hohohoho" negan laughed as he swayed from side to side.

Dwight was stood their, shocked at what his wife had just done.

He didnt want her to do that. He didnt want her to lose everything because of him.

Negan leaned backwards, "damn"

Negan rubbed his beard, "y'know, i dont think dwighty boys gonna like this, and honestly your not as hot as your sister. BUT YOU ARE STILL HOT. AS. FUCK!"

"honey, no, don't" dwight whispered just loud enough for people to hear.

"you got yourself a deal their doll" he began to walk over to dwight as he spoke, "but, i still need to set an example."

He pushed dwight down into the woodedn chair as simon pulled out a metal poker, it had a hook on the end, and hanging off of thta hook was a scolding red metal iron.

Negan laughed as he placed on a glove and held the handle.

He pressed it to dwights face.

Serry screamed. So did dwight.

Eventually dwight passed out. Sherry went to run to him but negan stopped her.

She was sobbing again.

"hey, c'mon doll.wipe those eyes, were gonna find you a pretty dress. And. Get. You. Ready, cuz TONIGHT is gonna be the best night OF. YOUR. LIFE" he laughed menacingly.

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