Twisted tale of Negan

Space

The bed was empty. My eyes shot open at the sound of my bedroom door shutting quietly. I quickly look to not find Negan, and for some reason i panicked. I quickly shot out of bed and grabbed my pistol.

I stood on the other side of the door and took a deep breath in, and exhaled as i opened the door quietly.

It was surprisingly dark in our home, the sound of lightening and rain filled my ears as i walked behind whoever this was in my house.

We both make it to the stair case, i let whoever it is get down to about the midway point of our steps before i cocked the pistol.

"Don't move" i say sternly.

This person slowly turned around i frantically search my pocket for a flashlight and aim it at the person who turned out to be Negan.

I sighed out in relief "Jesus Christ you scared the hell out of me!"

"Yeah.." his voicr trailed off.

He are staring at each other awkwardly, as i start to question why Negan is trying to sneak away.

"Where were you going?"

He sighs out "I'm.. Leaving."

My heart sank. "Leaving? What do you mean leaving?" i approach him. But he steps away.

"Why are you backing away from me?" i ask confused.

"I'm trying to make this easier for the both of us." he throws his hands in the air and continues walking backward.

I lower the gun, realizing i still had it aimed at him.

He continues "i don't want to be here right now, i need space"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"This isn't easy for me Lucille!" he shouts.

I coward down in fear and shake.

Then it comes to me, i could end Negan right now, i could just end peoples suffering. He could just be gone, lets face it who would care?

I raise the gun back up at him and narrow my eyes.

"Lucy?"negan asks. "Lucy put the gun down"

I tilt my head to the side and aim the gun right at his torso, when i hear the front door open, and in comes daryl.

"What the hell people?!" he asks stepping in between Negan and i. "Lower the damn gun" Daryl says.

He approaches me and slowly takes the gun out of my hands. I let him take it and my eyes are still glued on Negan, realizing i just wanted to murder my husband i wanted to break down. I wanted to cry, maybe there's a reason he hates me so much that he cant deal with me.

Daryl turns toward Negan and gives him a weird look he slips the gun under his waist line "c'mon man" daryl taps his shoulder and walks out of the house.

Negan stares at me for a second "what the hell was that?"

"I.. I don't know.." i try to scramble my words together.

He gives me a angry look at turns away.

"Negan wait!" i grab his arm, but he shakes off my grip.

He speed walks out of the house, and i follow. It was raining hard and thundering. Yet negan walked at a normal pace.

"Listen to me!" i shouted, getting drenched in water from head to toe.

He turns around and violently connects his lips to mine. Taken back at his actions i try to pull back only to have him push harder into me.

He stops and looks at me, drenched in water, looking like an absolute fool "I'll deal with you later" he says.

He turns around and struts into the home that held Katherine and Rick.

I stand there confused as to what the hell happened, i turned around and walked proudly back to the house. I make my way inside and replay the scene in my head from earlier..

Replaying the way i just held the gun to him, with no remorse and was more then ready to take that mans life away, the life of a man that i once adored, and had to keep to feel empowered. And part of me still does. I still adore every little thing about Negan.

I walk slowly up the stairs and i found myself wander into katherines room. I examined all of her dolls placed about her floor. I smiled softly and picked them up for her. I continued to look at her messy room and cleaned it up. I placed the one family photo she had on her little dresser. I fixed up her bed and went ahead and put away some clothes. As I'm messing about, soaking wet i hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, i knew whose steps those belonged to, Negan, i then hear tiny footsteps walking up the stairs.

I quickly smiled and turned to the door and almost jumped up and down when i saw Katherine holding Negans hand. My little healthy and happy girl running after me, her curly hair bouncing as she leaps towards me.

"Baby?" i ask. I kneel down and hug her.

"Mommy! You're all wet!" she exclaimed letting me go and looking down at her clothes.

"I was in the rain earlier.. I'm so glad you are okay honey" i avoid eye contact with Negan and kiss Katherine on the forehead.

I walk passed Negan and into our room, i undress and make my way to the bathroom, i turn on the shower and wait for it to heat up. I hear Negans voice coming from the other side of the door.

"What?" i yell.

He opens the door, he opens the door he had his mouth open as if he was going to say something, but instead it turned into a smirk. A smirk i knew all too well.

I shake that off and step into the shower. He continues

"Have you seen my bag?" he asks.

"Nope" i shoot back attitude.

I hear Negan sigh out "baby look.. I just i need space. Okay? I need time alone to think, it's not your fault.."

I tear up and turn off the shower. I look at him and shake my head "have you even told Katherine?" i barely say above a whisper.

"No... I wanted to make sure you were okay with you"

I step out and grab a towel "yeah well its not"

I walk to the bedroom and proceed to get dressed

I face him and instantly i cry "lets face it, you arent going to come back!" i yelp.

"No no no, luc" he places his hand on my cheek and strokes it with his thumb, wiping away the tears "i promise to you, i will be back" he kisses me softly.

I kiss him back "please.. Just one more day, leave when im sleeping.. But not now"

He nods "of course baby"

He hugs me and it was like all of the pain slightly eased up. I knew negan would be back. And i will be okay, after all, he is my husband.. And ive been through everything with him.. And if he needs space to find himself, then thats okay..