Twisted tale of Negan

over my head

I walked out of the bathroom in shame, my head bowed I continued putting on my clothes.

I decided I would stay, wait out the storm, and I can try and talk to Negan about what just happened.

couple of minuets pass by, and the shower had stopped.

My heart raced as I waited for Negan to appear from the other side of the door he came out in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets falling from his hair to his shoulders, slowly finding there way down his toned body.

He noticed I was still there and sighed, he walked in front of me and looked me in the eyes "what are you doing here Lucy?" He asked.

"I.. I wanted to talk." I said proudly, standing up so I can look up to him.

He shrugged and made his way to his clothes "not much to talk about."

I sighed out "we can talk about us" I suggested, coming up from behind him and hugging him.

I felt his body tense up at my touch.

"Baby-" he cuts me off
"Don't you fucking get it? Leave me alone! I just lost my fucking daughter. OUR daughter! That's no excuse to be your doormat!" He shouted, facing me again, only to pin me against the wall.

I was scared. I was afraid Negan was going to hurt me. He hasn't snapped in awhile. I stared at him wide-eyed waiting for him to let me down so I can leave and not come back.

Out of nowhere, he pulls out his knife and holds it to my throat
"Leave me alone." He stated firmly as he pressed he blade against my neck, when I gulped it pressed further into my neck.

"Do it!" I challenged. Knowing he wouldn't, I challenged him again "cmon, why don't you lose the only other person you have left!"

"Stop" he said firmly.

"Huh? Why?" I asked smiling.

He unpinned me from the wall, causing me to fall to my feet. He gave me a death glare, and I shrugged.

"Get the fuck out of my house" he growled, still holding the knife firmly.

I nod, and I sped walked out of the bedroom, not once looking back. I needed to get back to Rick. I'm not sure if I'm going to tell him what happened here today, mainly because I look just as guilty as does Negan.

I stepped outside of the house to see the storm picked up even harder, I ran out into the rain, that felt like bullets hitting my skin. I walked calmly, trying to not get even more soaked.

I walked into the grimes household, and the scent of apple pie hit me.

I looked around to see Maggie and Herschel Jr. on the sofa with Judy

"Hey there stranger" Maggie stated as she noticed me standing there, dripping wet. "How are you doing?"

I shrug "where's Rick?" I questioned. Avoiding what she had just asked me.

She sighs "he went out"

My heart fell "what do you mean he went out?!" I shouted out of anger.

She held jr closer to her body and gulped "he. He said he wamted some space. He asked if I could come over and wait for you to get back, so that way you wouldn't feel alone" she says quickly.

I furrow my eyebrows "why would he just leave like that? When I need him the most!" I shouted.

Maggie stood up and placed jr on her hip, she walked closer to me, knowing something is wrong.

"I know something is wrong, tell me Lucille" she said sternly.

My eyes began to water "Today... Is the fucking worst day ever" I whined.

I put my head into my hands and began to cry.

"Hey.. hey.. I know it seems hard, but I've been through this too" she stopped talking.

I looked up to her and narrowed my eyes "what the hell are you trying to say?"

She quirked an eyebrow "my fucking fiance was murdered too. That's what I'm saying. He was murdered in cold blood"

I sighed out and started laughing "how the hell is that my problem?" I snapped back.

She stood there with her mouth dropped, starring at me as if I just smacked her across the face.

I bowed my head and shook it "I love that man." I said lowly.

Maggie was beyond pissed "you love the man that killed my babies father!" She spat.

"Do not hold that against me!" I cried. "I want my husband back. That's the man I loved dearly."

She sighed out "wow" she walked over to the couch and pocked up her things.

Noticing she was about to leave me I stopped crying

"Where are you going?" I ask.

She looked at me and shook her head "you keep pushing away the people who actually care for you. And for what? To be with some prick?" She yelled.

I began to realize she was taking the news more harder than she should. I don't want to be conceited but... Does she like me or something?

"Maggie.." I said calmly.

"What?" She shot back.

"Bare with me here... Okay? But. Do you like me or something?" I asked looking her in the eye.

She grew quiet. Several moments of silence.

"Answer me" i said calmly. "please?"

She nodded her head "I don't know Lucy. Okay? There. I don't. All I know is that you were the only person to care after Glenn's death. The closest person I have." She said softly, looking down at jr and smiling.

I stood there confused as to what she is trying to say.

"So basically you like me?" I questioned.

She nodded slightly. "but. Like I said, you push away the people who care for you, remember?" She asked and picked up her bag.

I watched as she slung the bag over her shoulders and wrapped little jr in a jacket.

It was silent, not much needed to be said. Everything was crystal clear now.

"I should get going..." She said lowly.

I looked out of the window to see it was still pouring outside, and little jr was fast asleep.

I smiled slightly "no, stay."

She looked at me and smirked "okay"