A Different World AU

Racing Thoughts

#Bekky's pov#

~A week later~

Okay so not much has happened during the past week, only the fact that I have been introduced to Jesus and some of the Hilltop community. They are seemed lovely, part from the fact that they looked like they couldn't defend themselves from a bar of soap. By the sounds of this place, they only really had a few people who get actually fend for themselves, the rest, forget it. Andrew lightly taps me on the shoulder as I take the last step off the RV and join the others. I hold the riffle firmly in my grip close to my body. I managed to talk to Andrew the other day, about why Chandler has been calling him 'dad' lately. I mean I understand why, Andrew has treated Chandler like his own for years now and they love each other very much, I mean it only makes sense. Chandler has almost begged to come out with us to see the Hilltop for himself, Andrew just said Judith needed him at home and that he needed to protect Alexandria. I knew the real reason, well, I thought I did. I never thought I would think Chandler was the one to beg, ever, never since he woke up the way he, is.

''Just keep an eye out with the others'' Andrew whispers to me as I nod my head in agreement. I stood beside Steven and just looked around, keeping the riffle steady and my eyes firmly grazing across everyone. They couldn't hurt a fly.

''You think this could be a load of bull?'' Lauren asks Steven. I could hear because you could basically hear a pin drop because it was so quiet. Jesus opened the doors and stepped out, greeting us with a warmth smile.

''Lower your weapons'' Andrews says to us, everyone doing as they were told. I should have had my gun raised? For real, I just threw the riffle over my shoulder and stood closer to Steven.

''They wouldn't make something like that up Lauren'' Steven says back after Andrew begins talking with Jesus. I didn't catch his real name but everyone seems to call him by his nickname so, let's just stick to his nick name.

''What are you guys on about?'' I ask, still glancing at everyone that has gathered around for our appearance.

''You haven't heard? Negan'' Lauren says.

''Negan? Who the hell is Neg-'' I was cut off by Andrew grabbing me gently by the forearm, dragging me inside along with everyone else.

''Andrew'' I ask him quietly, he was still leading me inside the mansion like building.

''Andrew? I need to know what the hell is going on-'' I start again before another voice booms from inside. Catching sight of him, he was definitely a senior, had the aroma like he ran the place or something. Reading people is what I do best. If looks could kill, we would all be dead.

''Bekky, get back in the RV'' Andrew says, in his commanding voice which means he wasn't fucking around. I nod fastly before walking back out of the building, all these thoughts racing through my mind but one stuck out the most, who was Negan?

#Later that night#

We made our way back home after Lauren discussed a plan with who I found it his name was George. Long story short there was a bit of a misunderstanding and George ended up getting shot and is now in bed at the Hilltops. We managed to get food for our camp in order if we kill Negan.

Celebration. A celebration was in order according to Andrew. We all decided to gather around for a bon fire that night. Let's just say they got out the good stuff, alcohol and enough food to feed an army. I wasn't complaining, tonight could be a good night. I got back to my house with Katelyn, showered and change before we all gathered around the camp fire. They were logs sat up along with blankets and even a few people playing some instruments.

It was dusk now and the food has well and truly made its way around to everyone. I was stuffed. There was even out of date marshmallows everyone was having a go at cooking on the camp fire. I sat at the back on a blanket, still couldn't shake the thought of who the hell was Negan, it was intriguing and scary at the same time.

''Why are you all the way back here?" A voice scares me from my thoughts. I must have been zoned out as Katelyn went to grab more food and a few drinks, yes the alcohol kind. I jumped out of shock. I turned around and stood up quickly, stepping backwards. I must have looked like a dear caught in traffic lights.

''What's wrong with you?" he asks with a smirk.

''I-I-i-'' Again I stop myself from stammering, only to be caught starring into his blue eye. He swapped his hat around for a beanie? I have never seen him wear a beanie before. It was a nice change for him.

''Cat caught your tongue?'' He interrupts my thoughts again. I glance to the ground and mentally slap myself for being so damn shy around him. I have never ever been the shy one, now here I am, the shiest person alive right now.

''Fuck off'' I speak up surprising myself. He looks shocked but quickly it flashes by within a blink of an eye. He smirks before laughing a bit.

''Fuck off? I should be the one angry at you! You kissed me out of nowhere!-'' He begins to raise his voice. This is what the pathetic fight was over? A fucking mistaken kiss?

''Look I am sorry I kissed you, why the hell are you making such a fucking big deal about it?" I scream at him. I was so glad we were pretty far away from everyone else, so at least they couldn't hear us arguing, at least not over all the laughing and singing.

It was silent for a while. Neither of us spoke up. There way nothing to say, the air was thick with tension. Seeping through my veins, this Chandler was really getting on my last nerve. He looked like he was pondering over something, like having an inner battle with himself or something.

''How would you feel if I just walked up to you and kissed you for no reason?!?" He said loudly.

''I don't fucking know!'' I ask taking aback. Why the hell would he just say the out of the blue? He is so confusing! He shakes his head before taking big steps towards me. He leans in and pecks my lips quiet quickly before back and stares into my eyes waiting for a response. I left my eye open the whole time to shocked to move or do anything.

''Well for one I wouldn't slap you'' I say hurt before marching away from him. I could feel his eyes on me so I make it a point to wipe my mouth in disgust before walking over to the group to rejoin. I wasn't in the mood but I was definitely in the mood to get pissed. I was getting smashed tonight.

#Chandler's pov#

She's really holding a grudge over me because I fucking slapped her? I was so shocked and panicked! You don't just randomly kiss someone for no reason! She is so crazy! I watch after to her and see her wipe her mouth in disgust before she rejoins with the group. She takes a bottle and begins to chug it down. That was a good idea, get my mind off things. What a perfect excuse to get fucking wasted. Bitch...

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~Stay Beautiful~