FATHERS RIFLE • C.Grimes

ೀ⋆｡˚ CHAPTER 47 ೀ⋆｡˚

faye and olivia were sat at the kitchen island, lost in a conversation about olivia's life before the outbreak when the door knocked.

faye furrowed her brows as she followed olivia to the door. olivia opened the yellow front door, revealing negan and carl.

"your an asshole." faye whispered to carl as she shut the front door. "where's your bandage?" she furrowed her brows.

"where's rick?" negan asked with a grin tugging at his lips.

"uh- uh.." olivia stammered, clearly intimidated by negans presence.

"he's not here. he's out scavenging for you." faye spoke up bluntly.

"i'll wait" negan shrugged smugly, leaning against the counter.

"um.. well he went out pretty far.. i don't know if he'll be back today. we're running really low on supplies. we're practically starving here!" olivia stuttered.

negan raised his brows, looking at the lady in amusement. "you?.... starving?.."

"by practically you mean not really" negan brought his fingers up bending them in air quotes.

olivia turned away from negan and began to cry, tugging on faye's heart strings. negan was an absolute asshole who deserves to be knocked out.

"you people seriously don't have a sense of humour." negan placed his hand on faye's shoulder.

negan sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. "excuse me. what's your name again?"

"olivia." olivia cried.

"right, olivia." negan muttered.

he softly grabbed the woman's arm, pulling her around to look at him. "i'm sorry for having been so rude to you just now. and you know.. I'm gonna be here awhile waiting for your fearless leaders return so i think it would be enjoyable to screw your brains out."

faye and carl looked at eachother in disgust, quickly snapping back to them when the sound of a slap erupted throughout the house.

"i am about 50% more into you now." negan whispered.

"alright, well, im just gonna put my feet up and wait for my stuff to get here." negan chuckled.

negan ordered olivia to make him some lemonade, due to the lack of food in the pantry it would be nearly impossible to find lemonade powder. "i-i'm supposed to look after-" olivia stammered while pointing at the two teens behind him. "go find some." negan demanded, watching olivia rush out the door leaving faye and carl alone with him.

"alright, kids! take me on a grand tour!" he grinned.

the two took negan around the house, showing him each room. "what about this one?" negan pointed to the white door at the end of the hallway.

"oh, it's just a water heater." carl replied trying to prevent him from entering.

"are you serious, kid? come on." he mumbled as he opened the door slowly, meeting eyes with judith who stood up in her crib.

"oh my.. look at this little angel." he handed carl lucille, never taking his eyes away from the little girl.