The Dead World

Forty Nine ~ Collection

(Warning i messed with the time plot of this part, so Daryl has been with them for two weeks)

Two weeks Daryl had been locked in a room with nothing but four brick walls and a speaker that blasted the same stupid fucking song on repeat, once a day he was brought a sandwich which he knew was full of dog food but he'd eaten worse while he was free, they'd stripped him naked the first week but then he was given rags with a big A sprayed on it.

It was hell but it wasn't enough to break him, not when he had too much for him to live for, to get out of this shit hole.

Negan had said there was no way out but he'd find one, he had too.

The door to his 'cell' opened and Dwight stood him up forcefully "Come on" he was lead to the same made up room he'd seen before but this time he was pushed inside of it, in the only chair in the room sat Negan who grinned.

Negan stood to greet them "Jesus, you look awful. Don't you worry we'll have Carson fix you all up, you thirsty?" he handed Daryl a glass of water which he took but made no move to drink "Oh hell i forgot. Your mouth is all puffed up like a baboons ass, need a straw? D, find him a straw what the hells wrong with you"

Dwight passed them but Daryl didn't move, he didn't look around he just stood.

"See that guy? He hustles, i like hustle but believe it or not, things weren't always cool between us. See D here he worked for points, him and his super hot wife and her super hot sister, but see sis, she needed meds and that shit is hard to scavenge so it cost more. Sis fell behind on points so i asked her to marry me told her i could take care of her in sickness and in health blah blah blah because i'm a stand up guy. But she tells me she's going to think about it, next thing you know i'm dealing with an orange situation, Dwighty boy here stole all the medication and took off with his super hot wife and my super hot maybe soon to be fiancée" Negan smacked his bat on the hard ground and Daryl saw Dwight take a step back, fucking pussy, if you're gonna die - die like a man.

"So i had to send my guys after him because i can't let something like that stand, there are rules. Cost me an arm and a leg going after him and you know what, Dwighty boy? He still got away but you see here's the thing D...He saw the light, he manned up, he came back and he asked for my forgiveness, i like that. Made me take notice but Lucille well you know how she is, she is a stickler for the rules...So Dwight, he begged me not to kill Sherry which i thought was kinda cute so i was just gonna kill him"

"But then Sherry says she'll marry me if i let Dwight live. Which if you think about it that's a pretty screwed up deal cause i was gonna marry her sister until she wound up dead but...Sherry is super hot. Anyways it was a start but it wasn't enough so Dwight he got the iron and then i married his super hot wife...Ex wife. And then after all that he still got on board and now look at him! POW! One of my top guys" 

What was it Phoebe had always said to him about people who loved to hear themselves speak? What was it she called them? Narcissists? She said they always had a stupidly high sense of self importance...Sounds about right.

"The point being, i think you can be that guy" Negan grinned.

Un-fucking-likely.

"I think you are ready to be that guy" 

Not a chance.

"Look around here, this? Well it could all be yours" Negan gestured around the room.

This wasn't home, none of this was worth being away from his family, from Phoebe...His wife.

"All you got to do is answer a very simple question...Who are you?" Negan asked but Daryl didn't make any move to speak "What the cat got your tongue? You're just overwhelmed by the awesomeness of all this? I'm gonna ask you one more time...Who are you?"