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It was a few hours of a drive to the sanctuary

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It was a few hours of a drive to the sanctuary. My eyes were puffy from me crying. The only thing I thought was my brothers scared face before he died. 

The van than stopped. My body fell tense. I felt Daryl body shiver ad he was holding me in a protective day. 

The doors than yanked open and Negan's men yanked Daryl and I out. 

Two men held me by my arms, while Negan came over to me. 

Payton, right? Dwight told me all about you. And I got to say he did not tell me anything about how fine you are, damn. Look I really want you to be one of my wives but I just don't like that look you are giving me. That look like you want to kill me, and I would like a wife I can trust. So before I ask you to be my wife I think you need some time to yourself. Dwight. Negan said as Dwight grabbed my arm and yanked me toward their prison. 

On the way their I saw a young boy. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He looked just like Negan. 

Dad, who are these people? I heard him say. 

Before I could listen anymore Dwight threw me into their prions. 

You are gonna be in here for a long time. Dwight said as he shut the door. 

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The first few days they didn't feed me food, at all. It was what I deserved. Thomas would still be alive if it weren't for me. 

I than heard the door open and saw Negan. 

Damn, you look like shit. But it's been a few days and I don't see that look anymore. I just see despair in your eyes now. Now Payton I'm gonna give you a choice here, you could either become my wife and you be cleaned and taken care of. Or you could not marry me and you stay in here for the rest of your damn life. Negan said. 

I looked at Negan. 

I would  marry a walker than marry you. I said. 

Huh, damn. Well I really wish you would choose the right choice. I really do. But, you can't help the one's who make a dumb ass choice. Negan said as he slammed the door closed. 

I closed my eyes, and tried to sleep. But once I closed my eyes the only thing I saw was that night at the line up. 

I heard the door open and I opened my eyes and saw Dwight holding a sandwich with dog food in it. 

Dwight than slammed the sandwich on the floor.  

Eat it. Dwight said. 

I said nothing to him. 

Dwight than grabbed the sandwich pinned me down and forced the sandwich down my throats. 

Your are alive because Negan allowed it, when I say eat you will eat. You will do as I say or I will bring Daryl's dead body   to you and leave it their. 

Dwight than got off of me. He didn't leave until he saw me eat the sandwich. 

Dwight than grabbed my hair and forced me to look at him. 

You belong to Negan. I belong to Negan. We all belong to Negan. The sooner you get that the better. Dwight said as he let go of my hair. 

Dwight than slammed the door. 

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I was afraid to sleep. I stayed up half the nights. I would doze off but not sleep. 

Dwight made everyday visits, it would be the same. He would come and not leave until he saw me eat. 

But today he didn't come with food today. He came with a camera. 

You know today we went to go pay Rick a visit. You had another brother right, well he looked terrified as shit. But also he had the look of ventage in his eyes. But we shut that down. And while we were getting supplies I found this camera. Went to look at the footage and guess who I saw? Dwight asked. 

Dwight than showed the video footage and It showed Thomas's interview with Deanna. Seeing his face again made memories come back. When I helped him with his homework, when I showed   him the batman movie. But then the memory of his death came back to me. 

I looked away from the camera with tears going down my face. Dwight then forced me to watch the video again and again. 

What wrong? Feeling guilty? Guilty that you killed your brother? Good let that sink in. Because it was your fault. He would have been alive today if it weren't for you. Dwight said. 

Dwight than left the camera in my cell, he left the video on. It replayed and replayed. I covered my ears so I wouldn't hear Thomas's voice. I tried to bare it. But it still kept replaying and replaying. 

I then grabbed the camera and threw it crossed the wall causing it to smash into a million pieces. 

I then got on my knees and started screaming and screaming with tears coming and coming. 




A/n: Jeez writing this season is really hurting. The chapters will become longer I promise. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, have a nice day!


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