𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒛𝒐𝒊𝒅 | 𝑪.𝑮

III. This Feeling

Three, This Feeling

As Ellie sat alone in her room, she took out her journal and began to write. She had a lot on her mind, and she felt like she needed to get it all out. As the words poured out of her, she began to feel relieved.She wrote about her life before Negan and his group. She wrote about her past, how things had been so different before the apocalypse. She wrote about her family and her friends, and how she missed them. She wrote about her time with Negan and the Savior's group, and how she felt like she was constantly being watched and judged.

But most of all, she wrote about her feelings. She wrote about her fears and her anger, and how she sometimes felt like she was losing herself. She wrote about her hopes and her dreams, and how she still had so much she wanted to accomplish.

As she finished writing, Ellie felt a sense of calm come over her. She had needed to get it all out, to put her thoughts and feelings into words. She closed her journal and put it away, feeling like she had taken a small step towards healing. She knew that there was still so much more she needed to do, but for now, this felt like a start.

"Hey, Ellie. Come on over. We've got some work to take care of." Negan's voice crackled over the walkie-talkie, and Ellie felt a familiar sense of excitement mixed with apprehension. She knew that any task Negan assigned her would be important, and that he trusted her to get it done right. She hurried over to him, eager to see what needed to be done.

Ellie spent the day working alongside Negan, helping him with whatever tasks he needed. She was constantly on the move, never resting for long. Negan would give her a list of tasks, and she would work quickly and efficiently to complete them, all the while feeling a pang of anxiety in the pit of her stomach. This was life in the Sanctuary, and she was doing everything she could to keep Negan happy. She knew that her survival depended on it.

Recently, she had overheard a few members of the group talking about a settlement called Alexandria, which was located a few miles away.Ellie was intrigued by the possibility of finding new allies, but she knew that Negan might not see things the same way. As she thought about what she had heard, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She had seen how Negan handled situations like this in the past, and she knew that he would stop at nothing to ensure his own survival.Especially because she had heard they stole guns and killed many of their people.

"Who do these people think they are?" he muttered to himself, pacing around his office. "They have no idea who they're messing with."Ellie tried to calm him down. "Sir, I understand your frustrations, but we need to tread carefully," She said, her voice steady. She knew that Negan was a volatile man and that he could explode at any moment. She had to stay calm and collect.Negan turned to her and narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. "You're right, Ellie," he said, his voice low and threatening. "We'll tread carefully, but we won't back down either. We'll give these people a taste of their own medicine and show them what happens when you mess with the Saviors."Ellie nodded, her stomach twisting into knots. She knew that Negan's response would be swift and brutal, and she feared what the consequences for the people of Alexandria would be.

AUTHORS NOTE
Carls in this next chapter!!