Twisted tale of Negan

Carousel

Ricks face drained of its color, and his eyes began to shut. His breathing soothes out, and is very soft.

"Stay with me Rick, come on talk to me!" I say trying to keep him with me.

"I need someone to get me a clean gauze! Check the nursing room! Now!" I screeched as I held Ricks hand.

Carl was panicking "dad... dad?" He lingered from behind me.
"Carl I need you to step back. Calm down, Enid!" I yelled out for Enid to take him away. But she didn't show up.

I searched the room for the teen, and couldn't see her.

"Has anyone seen Enid?" I asked the group.
Carl shakes his head.

Abraham speaks up, "she.. she didn't make it luc."

I look over at Carl who had fresh tears in his eyes.
"Carl, please. Look after your sister.. please" I begged as I tried to draw my attention back to Rick.

I heard Judith calling out for her "brubber".

"Go, please. I need to help your father"

Carl walked away with his head bowed.
"Rick?" I asked.

No response.

My heart was racing and I was panicking myself. What if Rick is dead? He can't be dead. Not with all that he has gone through, this can't be the justified way he dies, especially at the hands of his best friend. I don't know what could have caused this feud between the two. Was Daryl really methed out?

I checked ricks pulse, it was very faint, and barley there.

Sasha comes crashing into the room with medical supplies, she hands me alcohol, and a clean gauze.

"This is all I could find." She said quickly kneeling down next to me.
I quickly took it out of her hands. I quickly poured the alcohol on his hand.

I know if Rick was awake this would absolutely hurt him.

I closed my eyes as I poured the alcohol all over his hand. I quickly wrapped the hand in the gauze.

"Okay, We let him rest here. Okay? We will schedule watches. I will watch first"

"I'll watch second" Daryl quickly suggested.

"No." I quickly said "you're the one that wanted to kill him Daryl, what even happened out there?"

Daryl shook his head and looked to the ground. "Rick and I were checking out a house, it looked pretty empty. We were getting some supplies, and I decided I would check out the garage.. he was right behind me. It ain't no fucking coincidence that whenever I opened that damn door, and that hoard of walkers came at me, that all of a sudden the door shuts, and I'm locked to take on at least a dozen of em?"

I sigh out and shake my head "I can't take this right now, okay?"

negan steps in "Daryl, listen. my wife already has so much on her plate, just respect the fact that she doesn't want you watching rick.. okay?" 

Daryl sneered and walked away, ill deal with all that later, but for right now my attention needs to be focused on rick. 

i lean against the wall and look down at rick, who i laid in my lap. 

the group disburse and the only one by my side was my husband, negan. 

i could feel him starring at me. 

"what is it?" i asked looking over at him. 

he smiled slightly "you're fucking stunning Lucy.." he said softly.