Mabel sits on the couch bouncing her leg, it's been an hour and a half since Negan left and she's already bored. She can't read anymore and the window is looking bland now.
She stands up and heads to the door, craving to explore this place. She leaves the room and walks down the hall to where the wives are.
She opens the door to see everyone sitting together talking, the conversation ends when Mabel enters and everyone looks at her.
"Well isn't it Mabel the teenage whore." Frankie slurs in her drunkenness. Sherry elbows her and stands up from the couch.
"Come with me Mabel, I want to talk with you." Sherry says pulling her into a connected bedroom.
"Sorry about Frankie, she's just pissed. The rest are just jealous of you. You've had Negan's interest all night, usually Thursday night he does Tanya." Sherry explains.
"Did I do something wrong?" Mabel asks innocently, feeling bad.
"Oh no, don't worry about the others. I'm your friend and I'll introduce you to Arat she's an angelic devil." Sherry reassures, "But first let's get some real clothes on you."
"I actually met Arat already."she state.
"Great, you should talk to her!" Sherry responds. She gives her an a-cup bra and a small shirt with leggings. Mabel changed into the clothes quickly and walks out of the room.
"Thank you, Sherry." Mabel says as she passes her. She leaves the room and heads back into the empty hallway. She walks the other way to the stairs and heads down them.
Mabel comes across a man with half his face mangled and scarred. She can't help but stare at him. It's so gross but interesting.
"Whatcha lookin ' at?" He asks angrily. He takes a drag of a smoke he was holding and blows it at Mabel.
"I'm sorry, but can I ask what happened?" Mabel can't resist to ask.
"Negan irone' ma face, if you must know." He spits, "what's your name?"
"Im Mabel." She answers truthfully.
"So you're who Sherry was talkin' 'bout, eh?" He asks, "I'm Dwight."
"Oh Negan told me about you, that I should come to you if I need anything." Mabel informs.
"I guess so." Dwight answers, "So you need anythin', you lost?"
"I just want to explore, Sherry wanted me to talk with Arat I think?" Mabel remembers.
"There's a place in the basemen' for the higher class." Dwight says, he drops the butt of the cigarette and stomps on it, "come with me."
Dwight shows Mabel down to the basement and swings open the door for her. It's a large room with a bar and rows of shelves filled with alcohol. There are tables and booths and pool tables as well as poker tables. There was everything.
Mabel enters and heads to the bar, "Hey Newbie, remember me?" A lady asks me behind the bar.
"Arat?" Mabel asks. She was the one that yelled at Simon.
"YUP, you're Mabel right?" She asks.
"Yeah that's me." She answers. "Can I get a drink?"
"Sure what do you want?" Arat offers.
"Surprise me!" She says.
"You don't know what to fuckin' say, right?" Arat accuses. Mabel nods and looks at her lap, trying not to laugh. "Don't worry I'll make you something good."
A couple minutes later she comes back with a blue slush drink with a straw in it.
"I bet you've never seen something like this." Arat bets.
"Holy shit that's cool!" Mabel shrieks she takes and takes a long spit through the straw. The taste of blue raspberry and vodka. Mabel let's put a moan in pleasure of the vibrant taste.
"I think she likes it!" Arat cheers loudly, clapping her hands.
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The Wife Like No Other
FanfictionA naive, freshly 19 year old girl joins the Sanctuary and is offered by the leader Negan himself to be his wife. She accepts knowing she can't live down there working for points. She's young but Negan is fascinated by her, the way her eyes sparkle...
