Twisted tale of Negan

Flash back 2

Its my birthday today, I'm turning 27, boy i feel like I'm turning 50, the years seem to be a lot longer then i remember.

Today my close family and maybe a couple of negans work friends are coming over to celebrate.

Its not going to be all fancy like him and i are used to. Just a small get together is all.

Negan just woke me up, and told me to come downstairs whenever i was ready.

Last night him and i got into a huge fight, and he got violent. But it seems like he doesn't even remember, which could be a good.. Or bad thing.

I sit up but pain shoots down my back which causes me to yelp out on pain, i hear Negan sprint up our staircase and he barged into the room.

He quickly handed me two pills and some water, he remembers now.

I lay my head back down and Negan is pacing back and forth in front of the bed.

"Whats wrong?" i mutter
"I'm such a fucking idiot! I wanted today to be special, and i fucking ruined it with last night."

Although i agree he ruined it by beating me senseless, i wasn't going to watch him break himself down today.

"Don't say that.."
"You deserve so much better then me Lucy.."

"No, if anything you're exactly what i deserve.. Negan, you're the man i love." i stated sternly.

"How! How can you still love a monster like me?"

We sat in silence for a moment or two, i didn't have a answer.

He sighed "just get up and dressed when you want to see me." he stormed down the staircase and i just laid here.

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I'm awake again, only this time its about 4 in the afternoon, and people are gonna start arriving at six. I go to sit up cautiously, and i didn't feel any pain, just a little sore.

I throw my legs over the bed and slip on my comfy slippers, and walk into my big walk in closet, it was never ending with clothes, shoes, and purses.

I made my way to my casual dresses and decided to wear my floral dress Negan bought me the other day

I slip it on and quickly put on some makeup, i make my way downstairs to see Negan passed out on the sofa, i get a little closer and notice the bottles of whiskey on the sofa next to him.

I sigh and pick them up to put them back away for later tonight, i know hr will be all pissed at me if we don't have any. I start washing up some dishes and prepping the meal i cooked.