Twisted tale of Negan

Old faces

I clenched onto Daryl as he took drags of his ciggarette.

Negan came running into the room after me, and as soon as he saw Daryl, his face washed over with relief.

Negan smiled softly and walked up to us "its nice to see you again Daryl" Negan commented as he leaned against the wall.

Daryl nodded in acknowledgement and took another long drag.

I stood up and watched as our people came flooding into the room.

Rick seemed a little off once he saw Daryl.

"Daryl?" He called out.

Daryl eyed him "you fucking bastard" he muttered.

Everyone was in shock. It was quite unusual for Daryl and rick to be in a feud.

"Daryl, calm down give me a second to explain" rick saud calmly holding up his hands.

"To hell with explaining you left me for dead!" Daryl shouted "you pussied out! I consider you my brother and you fucking left me?!" Daryl screamed.

The room fell silent, rick was punching the bridge of his nose.

"What is he talking about rick?" Michonne asks.

Rick looked at the group and sighed "I didnt leave him.. hes too methed out to even speak right now"

"Are you fucking kidding!" Daryl went to lunge at rick but Negan steps in the middle.

"Okay okay wait a second" Negan says trying to separate the two men from brawling.

"Let me at that pussy sum bitch!" Daryl says trying to fight past Negan.

"Daryl stop it!" I said, grabbing his shoulder to make him pay attention to me.

Just than screams came from the other room.

"Rick go check it out" I said sternly.

He stands there starring down Daryl. 

"Rick! Go!" I yelled.

He gritted his teeth and walked away

Negan pushed Daryl against the wall "you stay put. You hear me?"

Daryl shrugged and slid down the wall.

I looked to Negan who shared the same worried expression as i.

"Something defintly had to have happened when they were out" Negan says crossing his arms at Daryl. 

I shrugged "I'm gonna go talk to rick. I'll be right back" I told Negan as I walked by him.

I looked back to see him shake his head and crouch down to Daryl's level.
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I rushed into the living part if the old broken down warehouse, to see rick holding down a door that led to a stairwell that was full of walkers, the door kept pushing rick back.

"Get me my knife!" He shouted.
I watched as the crowd sat there, in shock.

"Help him!" I screamed.

There were more walkers than rick could handle on the otherside of that door. 

I pulled my pistol out. And aimed it at the door.

"Rick let the door go" I said sternly.

"Are you kidding? There's too many of them" he said scared.

"Open the door. Trust me"

He shook his head and sighed. He got up off of the door and the walkers ran out of the door.

I quickly started taking them out, one by one. Everyone ran behind me as I shot each and every walker that poured out of that door.

Michonne joined in and started swinging her katana left and right all over the place, slicing them in half.

After i ran out of ammo, there were only a few left. Which Michonne thankfully was able to kill them.

I turned around to see Negan standing in the crowd with a worried expression.

"Don't ever do that again by yourself!"

I ran to him and he picked me up in his arms.

"Are you okay?" He asked frantically, searching my body.

"Baby I'm fine" I sighed out.

He kissed my forehead, I smiled and hit his chest.

"Daryl what are you doing?" Rick asked calmly.

My attention shifted to the two men.

I see rick with his hands raised in the air, and Daryl aiming his bow at him.

"Daryl! Put it down" I said calmly, approaching him.

"Lucy!" Negan said. "stay here" he tried to grab me, but I kept walking.

"Daryl wait.. stop.. you're better than this" rick tried to reason.

Rick held his arms up, and before I knew it, it was all too late. Daryl shot.

I watched in horror, as Daryl pinned ricks hand against the wall with his arrow.

"Fuck!" Rick screamed, blood drenched down his shirt.

Ricks hand was still in tacked, thank God I dont think we could be able to save it.

Rick screams and screams.

I watch as Carl tackles Daryl down

"You bastard! That's my dad! What the hell Daryl?" Carl spat in his face.

"Daryl?" A small woman's voice spoke.

I look over to see a older lady with a small figure, and a pixie cut looking at us.

"Who is this?" I ask. I grasp onto my knife.

I look back to daryls eyes who has remorse written all over it.

"Daryl what are you doing?" She asked as she comes into the room more.

"Carol? I. I thought you died" Daryl says from underneath Carl.

Daryl pushes Carl off of him and runs towards Carol.

He brings her in his arms and hugs her.

Rick is still bleeding out.

I run over to him and he is as pale and white as a ghost.

I examined the arrow through his hand, I'll give it to Daryl it was a clean shot. And Daryl could have easily shot rick in the head. But he didnt. I know he wanted rick to suffer. 

"Alright hey. Rick. Stay with me" i make him talk to me as I look for a way to get the arrow out.

"Listen. I'm going to have to pull this out right now, and get you bandaged or you'll just bleed out. And I can't let that happen." I say quickly, as I ripped it out.

"My FUCKING GOD" he shouted.

I quickly took a towel and grabbed alcohol and poured the alcohol in the wound.

He winced in extreme pain, I quickly wrapped the towel around his wound.