The End of a New Beginning // Daryl Dixon

Part 68

Meredith

"Hot diggity dog!" Negan shouts. "This place is magnificent! An embarrassment of riches, as they say. Yes, sir, I do believe you are gonna have plenty to offer up." He turns away. I turn my head and see Rick turning his head. Daryl stood just a little ways from us.

"Daryl, hey-" Rick calls.

"No." Negan calls sternly. "Nope." He walks between Rick, Daryl and I. "He's the help. You don't look at him, you don't talk to him, and I don't make you chop anything off of him." His eyes turn to me, tilting his head to the side. "Same goes for everyone." He sings to me. I take a step back, standing behind Rick. Negan blows out a huff of air. "A whole lot of suspense there. I don't even think she realized how much there was." He laughs. He turns away, clapping his hands.

"All right. Let's get this show on the road. We're gonna...take a look and see what you got for me." He says.

"We've got half of everything-"

"No." Negan growls to Rick. "You don't decide what we take. I do." He claims. The rage in me sparks even more. I wanted nothing more than to really pounce on Negan and slit his throat open, see how his men really handle a situation with all of us goin on them. "Arat." Negan calls. A woman stands forward. She turns her head and looks around.

"Heard the man. Move out!" She demands. Everyone begins moving their feet, heading off in different directions. I let out a scoff and storm off. 

I walk over to the front door of home. I enter inside and look around, wondering where Harley was. I mean, I've gotta tell him everything not to do to piss off Negan so he doesn't kill him or get anyone else killed. 

"Harley?" I call. I walk over to the stairs, searching every room. Nothing. I let out a sigh. I walk back down the stairs and see the door swinging wide open. A man enters inside looking around. His eyes spotted me and his face lights up into a smile.

"Well, well, well." He nods. "Nice place." I throw him a scowl.

"Get your shit and get out of my house." I growl. His brows raise up.

"That ain't no way to speak to Negan." He frowns.

"You're not Negan." I shake my head. "Your boss might've brainwashed you all into thinking you're the big bad wolf, who gets everything he wants because he's confident, high and mighty, but that doesn't mean shit. I'm not scared of any of you."

"You wanna be scared?" He asks. He steps closer to me. I held my ground, keeping a challenged look on my face. He reaches down behind his back pocket. A loud pop fills the house and we both jump at the sound. We turn our heads and find Harley standing by the back door.

"Leave her alone." He growls. I slowly walk back over to Harley. I slowly raised my hand up. In some way, I didn't want to say anything, because these people deserve every bullet down their throat and up their ass. But...the other part of me wants me to tell him off, knowing Negan, he might get pissed off and kill Harley.

"Put the gun down." The man demands.

"No. You're all here, taking shit you don't have the right to take. Negan said half, so that's what you're gonna get." Harley growls.

"Half is what Negan says." The man growls. "You put that gun down. Or you ain't gonna like what happens."

"Get the hell out of our house!" Harley raises his voice. The door opens up and in comes Negan and Rick. I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes shut. "Leave now, or the next one goes in you." The man chuckles.

"Kid...what do you think happens next?" He asks.

"You die." Harley nods.

"Harley, Harley, put it down." Rick calls softly.