Twisted tale of Negan

Shame

I walked in shame all the way back to my home. I decided i would tell Negan everything once we all ate.

"That didn't take long" Negan says curiously.

I nodded and faked a smile. I took off my coat and walked into the kitchen to see dinner was already done.

"Did you guys already eat?" i questioned looking at the plate already made for me.

"Well Katherine did.. She is upstairs about to take a bath, i thought i would wait to eat dinner with my wife" he smiled and grabbed a plate and took the little bit of food left.

I smiled nervously and picked up the plate that had already been made for me. We made our way to the table.. I sat on the opposite head of the table.

I ate slowly, trying to think of how to even start this conversation. I can't just come out and say "oh yeah, hey by the way i fucked Rick while you were gone. It was pretty serious, oh and Daryl has the hots for me" he would kill me.

"Are you okay?" he questioned "you're acting awkward.. Did everything go okay?"

I sighed out "Negan i have to get something off of my chest"

Just than the room fell silent, the only thing i could hear was the water running upstairs.

"What?" he growled shoving his face.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in "you know for that period of time you left right? And i was very lonely.."

"Out with it" he said impatiently.

"Well Rick and i.. He would make sure i was safe.. He would take care of Katherine.. So. So.." i began rambling i know i did.

"What did you do Lucille?" Negan asked sounding upset.

I bowed my head "Rick and i slept together.."

His jaw dropped. His face turned red he stooped eating and leaned back in his chair, shaking his head he stands up and laughs. He turns his back and looks down, still laughing.

I quickly start eating, to avoid answering any questions he might have.

He faces me and stares at me, he walks back to the table, my body tensed up as i watch his every move "i deserved that.." he says as he finishes up eating.

I could almost bite through the tension. Guilt started to kick in

"No babe you don't"

He takes his last bite and throws the plate on the ground causing it to shatter. I jumped at the action.

"You're fucking right i didn't deserve that! Running to the arms of another man? Was i not fucking good enough?" he shouted.

I stood up and tiptoed around the broken glass and walked to the sink. I set the plate down in the sink when Negan reached from behind me and threw the plate at the wall causing it to shatter into a million pieces.

He then proceeded to take every glass, every plate we had and through them all around the house. Piles and piles of broken glass lied on the ground.

I teared up "Negan stop it!"

I watched him destroy our home. Throwing shit across the room, knocking over our book shelf.

I thought he was done, but boy was i wrong. He ran up stairs, and i followed closely behind him begging him to stop.

He ran to our room and grabbed Lucille. He started swinging her all around the room, hitting the walls, hitting the glass mirrors, everything.

Katherine's small body appeared from the door "daddy?" she asked terrified.

"Go away baby please" i got up and shut the door.

Negan was throwing a temper tantrum. Noticing him destroying this stuff wasn't taking a toll on me at all, he started to mess with my stuff. I had this one photo album that has pictures of my family, of Negan, hell even of my dead sister Clarissa.

"Negan put it down!" i cried out.

I got up and tried to snatch it out of his hands, but instead he held it higher out of my reach.

"Negan! Stop it!"

He opened it and started going through it.

"Wow, look. These are the Times you weren't such a whore!" he spat.

My heart was breaking, he was handling that album roughly. That album was the only piece of family i had left. I'm a hysterical mess as he begins to tear the pages up.

He stopped and walked to the bathroom, he turned on the sink and held the book under the water, totally discoloring, and making the photos disintegrate.

He left the book to run under the water and walked out of the bathroom. By now I'm sobbing, i pick the very wet, and damaged book out of the water and start looking through it. Very few pictures were still recognizable.

My heart was breaking more and more when i realized pictures of my late father were absolutely destroyed.

I was pissed, i have had enough, my blood was boiling and i was seeing red. All of my hormones kicked in, and I'm ready for blood. I'm sick and tired of him breaking me down like this. And acting like everything is fine another.

He was downstairs, i followed and went to where he kept the alcohol. I grabbed his clothes and walked to the back yard of the house, i poured all of the bourbon, tequila, and vodka on his shirts, i pulled out my match book and set the clothes on fire. I watched the firs grow and grow

"What the fuck?!" he screamed

I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, watching his shit burn was satisfying. It will never match up to what he did to me. But its a good ass start.

I puffed the cig and watched Negan struggle to put the fire out.

I smiled to myself and threw my cig in the flames.

I walked away fast enough to get away before he puts that fire out.

"Katherine? Katherine!" i screamed.

She was on the stairs, she was absolutely terrified. "Mom whats happening?"

"Nothing baby, please hurry go to Maggie's" i said quickly.

"What about you? Daddy seems mad.."

"Katherine! Go!" i shouted.

She quickly put on her shoes and jacket and ran out of the door.

I turned back around to see Negan standing in the kitchen starring at me.

I crossed my arms and looked at him

"I think.. I think that makes us even" i say.

He picks up Lucille and smiles at me "oh is that so? Honey we won't be even until your brains are bashed in" he said deviously.

My heart stopped. Negan wouldn't kill me.. Right?

My eyes widened as i realized what he was intending to do with that bat

"Oh yeah? What are you gonna do? Kill me like you killed Glenn? You'd be doing me a favor!" i shouted.

Negan dashed toward me, i clenched my eyes shut, waiting for impact

When all of a sudden i heard a gun shot.

I opened my eyes, and got dragged away.. I look up to see Rick carrying me away while Daryl and Abraham ran into my house.

I heard shouting and cursing coming from my house.

"I need.. I need to go back! I.. Negan.." all of a sudden i felt very weak.

I looked down to see blood gushing from my stomach.

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Hey guys! I updated this twice today (wahoo)!
What's gonna happen to Lucille?? Who knows?

Also it would mean the world if you guys checked out my other Negan fan fic called "little did I know"

I think I'm going to update again soon..

Thanks!