look at my dirty girl // negan love story

Chapter One.

It's been two weeks since Anna joined Negan and his men, it felt much longer. She carved the 14th day onto the wall with her knife and stared blankly at it. She got up and sighed at the light shining through the small, dusty windows at the end of her bed. Pulling  her shirt over her head she walked over to the small table in the corner and picked up  hair tie, tying her hair up messily in a high ponytail. She could hear voices from outside the door, "When is she gonna start pulling her weight? You can't just call her your wife and let her get away with murder." She recognised Dwight's voice and rolled her eyes, scoffing at his dumb comment.

"Soon. For now she's gotta get use to this place, she's gotta get use to the rules and me. She ain't in Rick's pretty little town anymore." Negan replied. Anna couldn't see his face but she knew that cold stare he was feeding Dwight. No one told Negan what to do, no one even implied help. She flung open her door, making it slam into the wall, "Good morning."

"Ah, would you look at that, the princess has awoken." Negan smirked, looking Anna straight in the eye, "Dwight, would you do my a sweet and get Anna a drink from the kitchen?"

"No thanks, I'm good." Anna muttered, brushing past the two of them heading out to the garden. She sat on the steps and watched the walkers trip and walk into each other. Footsteps slowly approached her and stopped right behind her. "You know, I do not appreciate you treating me like shit." She stayed silent. "I save you from that pussy's leadership and what, I don't even get a thank you?" Still, she said nothing. He chuckled, walking down the stairs and standing in front of her, "You're really starting to piss me off princess. Damn, at least look at me." Finally, Anna lifted her head and looked at Negan, expressionless, "Thanks."

"Now give me a smile." He laughed, raising his eyebrows, waiting for a response. Her lips barely moved but eventually formed curved ends, but she quickly looked back at the ground. Negan took a step forward and bent down to her face level, "At it girl," he teased, winking, "Follow me." He said, pulling her up and letting go once he thought she'd walk herself, and she did.

"You liked animals before this shit happened, right?" Negan asked, turning a corner, Anna quickly running behind. He stopped and looked at her, "Look darlin', I don't know how your parents raised you but have a little manners at least."

"Yes." Anna replied, folding her arms, "What's it to you?"

"Feisty, I like it." He smirked, "It's actually a lot to me because rather than forcing you to clean out the toilets or feed the walkers, I can have you look after these babies." Negan said, opening a door to a run down barn, inside was a pig, a cow, 3 chickens. Anna gasped and a smile overtook a face as she ran inside to look closer at the animals. "I knew you'd like it." He laughed. She looked at him and this time she actually meant it, "Thank you."