Falling Into Place

Chapter Five

The sun was retreating back under the horizon, and dusk crept over us. My whole body felt sore as shit, and I sat down on the curb, burying my face into the rag, and sipping on a water bottle.

"Now that's one good fucking job!" Negan's voice sounded from behind me, and I immediately stood up.

"I know." I said.

"D, she do these by herself?" He asked Dwight. He nodded.

I looked back and saw 3 cars lined up.

"There's only 3." I said. "How's that a lot?"

"That's more than the other mechanics can do by themselves. Just think about when you work in a group."

"Mhm." I grew uninterested.

I didn't want this to be what I was to do for the rest of my time there. But, I didn't argue either.

"Go grab some grub with D and the others, and then head back to me." He said, walking off. I watched as he went.

"Come on." Dwight said, walking off with a few other men. I followed.

I bit into the sandwich, chewing and swallowing. Sardines were my least favorite- in fact, they were nasty as shit. Apparently, they were everyone's least favorite too, cause that's all I was allowed to eat. Sardines on fucking rye.

Everyone else were eating ham and cheese, pickles and tomatoes, mustard, mayo, all that great stuff. I put my sandwich down, and choked back my gag reflex.

"So, D, how's that ex of yours?" A bald man who sat beside me asked.

"Don't bring her up." Dwight snapped.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh, Negan stole his bitch." One man with short blonde hair laughed. Dwight slammed his food down, and stormed off. I watched as he left.

"God dammit, Bill." Baldy said, going after him.

Bill and I sat in silence for a moment before I spoke.

"Well, if Dwights not gonna finish this..." I reached over and snatched the last quarter of his sandwich and took a bite. Bill watched me.

"Hey, come with me." He stood, wiping crumbs from his lap. I glared at him suspiciously. "I'll let you finish my food."

I stood up, and walked around the table. He handed me his sandwich, and I started eating it as he lead me across the site.

We walked down this concrete corridor, and we passed a single chair against the wall.

We finally arrived to a door, and he unlocked it, and swung it open. I entered and looked around. It was a nice made up room, with some books, and a bed. It was small, but cozy.

My gaze landed on Bill, who was now approaching me.

"Nice place. It's not the biggest, but it's better than sleeping on a couch." I said.

"Yeah? These are the basic dorms, er... Where most of the people closest to Negan stay." He said, walking beside me. I nod.

"Must be nice." I looked at the window and see it was getting dark.

Bill wrapped an arm around me, and I awkwardly back away, but he then grabbed my forearm.

As much as I hate TWs, but in order not to get a ton of hate, here's a trigger warning. Don't read on if you can't handle reading implied rape scene. Implied being- not descriptive enough to know exactly what's happening, but enough to know what he's doing.

"What are you doing?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I haven't seen a woman like you in a long time." He said, stepping closer to me, and taking my other forearm into his free hand.

"Stop, back off. This is weird." I tried to jolt my arms around to rid his grip from me, but that made his hold me tighter. I opened my mouth to let out a silent howl of pain. "Ow! Stop that!"

Before I know it, he was on top of me. My back was against the bed, and he held my arms above my head, trying to land his mouth of mine. I opened my mouth to scream, but he quickly adjusted his arm so that his elbow was forcing my arm to the bed, and his hand was pressing very hardly on my mouth. I tried biting him, but instead my mouth was stuck open from the force from his hand.

I kicked at him, but his knees soon held my legs down, which hurt like all hell. I screamed into his hand from the pain.

"Just shut up already!!" He growled, letting go of me, and I sat up to yell, but he grabbed my head and bashed it against the hard bed frame.

I was dizzy, I couldn't see straight, and my senses faded in and out. My vision went black.

I felt my body, and everything was fuzzy.

I felt him on top of me.

I shook my head as I regained my strength, and tears rolled down my cheeks. I cried, and before he could stop me, I screamed at the top of my lungs.

TRIGGER WARNING END!!

He stood up, and tried stopping me, but I rolled out from his reach, and I ran around in an attempt to keep his hands off of me.

"HELP!" I yelled, and continuously screamed and yelped as he chased me. I dove for the door, but he soon had my leg.

I thought I was done with, until the door knob turned, and within a second, Negan barged in.

"Jesus fucking Christ, what the fuck is going on in he-"

He stopped in his tracks, and stared at the sight before him.