The start

Screw it

"So we have a mini little redneck growing inside of you. Is that right?" Negan chuckles. My jaw clenches up.

"Yes." I look down at the dishes in the sink. He wasn't ever going to stop with the redneck thing.

"You have been a good maid so far. So I will help you and get you the medicine you need. As long as you keep up what you're doing. Keep up with our daily chats." Negan whispers in my ear making me shutter.

"Yes." I repeat. I don't know what else to say. I have to do what I have to do.

"Alright. Amy!" Negan calls for the witch.

"Sir?" Amy walks into the room.

"I'm gonna have a talk with Dwight. You stay here with my lovely Harley and I will be right back." Negan says.

"Yes sir." Amy response back. I finish the dishes up as I make his bed. I walk over to the table and clean it off. I straightened up the bookcase. Amy went to the bathroom and shuts the door. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Daryl walking down the hallway. There was no one with him. He must have escaped from his cell. He waves his hand for me to come with him but I couldn't. I couldn't with Amy watching my every move.

"Go." I mouthed to him. If he can get out that's all that matters. And once he gets out he can gather up the group and then come back for me or at some point I will escape to. He shakes his head no.

"Go." I try to sound a little bit more firm but not as loud. I didn't want Amy to hear me. Daryl looks at me closely. I cautiously walk up to the door frame and watch the bathroom door.

"Daryl go. I will leave soon." Daryl walks up to me.

"Not leaving you." His voice was raspy.

"Please go. I'm sorry for not telling you." I look down.

"We're ok." He tells me. I look up and kiss him. He had to leave. I can survive this. They can't break me. I am in survival mode.

"Go. Now. Go." I push him away from me as the door handle jiggles. I rush over to the dish rack and put away the dry dishes. Amy comes out of the bathroom and sits in the chair. I look back over to the door but Daryl was gone. Negan walks in the room.

"Amy, you can go ahead and get your work down. I've got my eyes on sweetheart here." Negan cuts his eyes to me with a smirk on his lips.

"Alright." Amy walks out of the room. Seconds later there were men running down the hallway outside. Negan picks up his bat and sighs loudly.

"Come on sweet Harley, lets go check out what the communion is all about." Negan grabs my arm as we walk down the hallway. We head toward a door that leads us outside. Negan whistles as we see what was happening. Daryl was surrounded by several men.

"Are we pissing our pants yet?" Negan says as he leaves me behind the circle of men and he walks up to Daryl.

"Who are you?" Negan points his bat at a guy.

"Negan." The guy response.

Who are you?

"Negan."

"Who are you?"

"Negan." The guy says.

"Negan." Negan starts chuckling.

"You see that? I am everywhere.
And this was your shot to prove to me that that fundamental fact was sinking in, and you failed. Which sucks, because your life was about to get so much cooler. Am I right?" Negan asked.

"Damn right." A guy response. Negan teases Daryl with the bat.

"Now, Dwight gave you some options.
I don't think you get it yet. So I'm gonna break it down for you. You get three choices. One, you wind up on the spike and you work for me as a dead man. Two, you get out of your cell, you work for points, but you're gonna wish you were dead. Or three, you work for me, you get yourself a brand-new pair of shoes, and you live like a king! Choice seems pretty obvious. You should know, there is no door number four. This is it. This is the only way." Daryl stays quiet as Negan laughs.

"Screw it." Negan picks up his bat to swing.

"No!" I cried try to get past the men. Negan stops as he brings the bat next to Daryl.

"Wow! You don't scare easy. I love that. But Lucille Well, it kind of pisses her off. She finds it to be disrespectful. Lucky for you, she's not feeling too thirsty today. But I am." Negan looks at him closely.

"So I'm gonna go get me a drink!" Negan chuckles. One of the men shove me to the ground as he gets ready to kick me Negan stops him.

"Absolutely not. Unless you want it to be your last day on earth, don't touch her. No one touches her but me. She is mine." Negan smiles dangerously at me. The man steps back and quietly apologizes.

"Come on sweetheart." Negan picks me up of the ground and throws me over his shoulder.

"Please. Don't hurt him! Please." I yelled out toward the men.

"Punishment is necessary, dear." Negan whistles as we head back inside the men were closing in on Daryl. He throws a punch and tries to fight back but they collapse on him.

Negan takes me back to my cell and shuts it tight. Tears come pouring out of my eyes. What am I suppose to do? There isn't a second in the day where I am alone. Except in here but there was no way I could get out. It was a concrete floor and metal walls. I can't take it anymore. Daryl getting beat down hurts me. I curl up into a ball as I try to think. Think of something to do.

'We're on easy street, And it feels so sweet, Cause the world is but a treat, When you're on easy street'