For The Ones I Love | Negan #Wattys2017

Part 3

Negan's eyes continued to scan my body before whatever he was thinking was interrupted.

"Don't ya fuckin' touch her!" Everyone's head snapped over to see Daryl struggling in the grasps of 3 of Negan's men.

Negan laughed, throwing one of his large arms around my shoulders, causing me to flinch.
He strolled us over to where Daryl was kneeling, I could barely look at him like this; he was broken down farther than I've ever seen him.

"So, is this your girl?" Negan taunted, "Or are you two more like fuck buddies?"

Daryl's eyes looked drained as he weakly pleaded, "Please.. Just don't hurt her.."

Negan kneeled down in front of Daryl causing me to do the same. He squeezed my shoulder, "What's his name, Hun?"

Tears streamed down my face as I tried to choke out an answer, "d-daryl..".

"What? Come on, beautiful." Negan laughed, "You're gonna have to be louder than that! You can do that can't you?" He asked looking down at me and then back up at Daryl, "Can't she?" He smirked.

"Daryl; his names Daryl." A familiar voice said; it was Rick's.

"Well, I didn't fucking ask you, now did I Rick?" Negan yelled, his loud voice causing me to cower, still under his grip.

"Daryl.." Negan whispered nodding his head, almost testing out how he liked his name.
"Well Daryl, if you would have been a man and put this bitch in her place a few times, maybe we wouldn't be stuck in this predicament, now would we?"

The two men just stared at each other, one of them obviously looking for an answer, "Daryl.." Negan warned, "If you really don't want me to hurt her, I'd start speaking up if I were you. Now I'll ask you again, if you would have been a fucking MAN, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now, would we?"

Daryl glanced down at me, cowering at Negan's side, and then back up at Negan, "Right."

"Right!" Negan nodded in response, an evil grin plastered across his face, happy with the answer he got.

He then stood back up, roughly grabbing my arm, pulling me up with him and dragging me over to where we once stood.

"You're all real fucking lucky this stupid bitch said something," he chuckled, "I've been wanting a pretty one like this." He smiled down at me and I felt myself getting queasy.

Daryl immediately started struggling again, yelling out obscenities.

"Daryl, stop it!" I yelled, tears running down my face at the thought of what might happen if he kept doing this.

Negan let go of my arm, walking closer to Daryl as he carelessly swung Lucille around, "You better listen to your girl, Daryl, or I'll bash her fucking skull in right in front of you." Negan warned, turning around and pretending to swing the bat at my head.
My body tensing up, afraid that he'd actually do it.

"Now that we're all on the same page," Negan said turning to face Rick again, "I'll leave you guys a truck to haul your sorry asses back to your camp so you can start loading up half of all your shit!"
Rick just nodded in defeat.

"Throw the squirrelly one in the van," Negan ordered his men, gesturing from Daryl to a beat up white van off to the side, "Ha, and hell, throw his bitch in there with him; might as well give them a minute to say goodbye!" He laughed, roughly shoving me in the direction of his men.

As I was forcefully thrown into the back of the dirty van with Daryl, I heard Rick begin to protest.
"No, no, no, you can't take her! That wasn't part of the deal!"

"What deal, Rick?" Negan laughed, "We made no deal! All your shit belongs to me, including your people, and that sweet piece of ass," he gestured towards the van, "That's now mine."