Gone But Never Forgotten.

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“There I am standing looking in the mirror, tears rolling down my face,
thinking, 'Why is it that this world is all going wrong? Is it the human race?,
Is this world meant for people to fight, argue, scream and not live in peace? 
Is this the way people want to live? 
I lay down on my bed and another thought came to mind. There is always another way around the hatred in this world. There will be and always will be, another door leading to love. Then I smiled to myself and whispered ''Yeah, I want to live through that door.”
—Chrissy. T Brisbane

Listen to Hands Of Love by Miley Cyrus for this chapter.

3rd person.

                                           It was her deafening screams cutting through the night just as those scenes were cutting through her chest that made Negan turned to her, a devilish smirk plastered on his face.

“N-no p-please.” Y/N's voice weakened by the end of the sentence and she looked down, tears dancing to her chest while she started to realize what she had done. “Please.

Glenn's corpse fell to the ground with a loud thud, a thud that rumbled through everyone's backbones. Maggie was speechless and breathless, weak, she hadn't the strength to fight back herself. But, she must.

“Oh, don't be a baby cry. I think you're grown enough to go through this. Besides, I can't kill y'all, who's gonna work for me?”

“Just kill me. Don't kill anyone else.” Y/N begged through gritted teeth.

Negan opened his eyes wide and deep-bone he accepted Y/N's bravery. Not everyone had the guts to speak up their mind while they saw someone from their group getting beaten to death. Slowly, he nodded.

“I will kill you.”

But then, as suddenly as expected, Negan's bat collided with her head, smashing every brain and bone in her.

“This is what your people do, Rick!” he groaned. “This is why they get killed.” Y/N's dead body stumbled to the front and every pare of eyes was posed in her. “This is why you will never grow old together.” he smiled. “No more Sunday's meals in family.”

“It was all your fault

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“It was all your fault.”

I know this is Chandler's imagines, idc, I'm debated by Glenn's death. And if this is a spoiler by now, c'mon, you're not up on the show.

Hope you like this and wait for an actual imagine.

I'm officially ungrounded!!

Until next time,

Fa.

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