𝓟𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭† negan✔[Complete]

𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣.

I stayed quiet as Negan parked next to my Hummer in front of the baseball field. I saw my brother in his uniform, talking to Juliet as she held his hand in front of my truck. Negan had his hand in my lap, leaning closer to me. I didn't push him away this time. I don't think I really wanted to ever again.

"What's your little brother going to say, when he sees his big sister getting out of the wolfs truck?" Negan wanted to believe he was the wolf and I was the sheep.

"Is that what you call yourself?" I chuckled, taking his hand in mine, "you're acting like we're dating or something." I remove his hand from my lap, going to open the door. I know it would drive him insane since he thought we were in all.

"Well, there are some things I like to hear myself being called." He stopped me. I look at him before I fully got out to expose myself to the world.

"Like Daddy?" I bit my lip, making him make a satisfied noise.

"Exactly that." He pulled me in, stealing a kiss from me before hopping out of his truck. I watch him walk towards the field, opening his arms in welcome to his team. I get out when they were all distracted by his booming voice.

"Did you just get out of that guy's truck?" I stop dead in my tracks as a familiar voice comes from behind me as I tried to get into my Hummer. I couldn't get into it fast enough. I silently curse myself for not being more careful about my surroundings.

"Chris." I breathed, "what are you doing here?" I asked, pulling on the door handle but with no luck. It stayed in place as I pulled more on the locked door in my stupidity and frantic state, I set off the alarm, "shit fuck." I curse as everyone looked at me like I was trying to steal the thing.

"Emmett, when did you get here?" Brenden asked me, running up to us with the keys. He hit the button on the key ring, silencing the monster that gave me away even more. I wanted to hit my head on the glass until it broke.

"The same time as that guy." Chris pointed to Negan who also came over to see what was going on, "she got out of his truck." Brenden looked confused as I stood there, my bag in my arms, barefooted, trying to get into my locked car. Probably looking rough from no sleep and a killer hangover. This was the sister he knew all too well when I was home.

"You got a ride with Coach Negan?" Brenden asked me, he didn't know what to think. I could see it in his eyes as he tried not to judge me for it. He knew me. This wasn't far off for me either. I sighed.

"She got more than a ride from me, son." Negan commented from behind us, a smirk on his dopey face. I facepalm, shit, "and you can start calling me brother." he boasted as he puffed up in pride.

"What?" Brenden asked like the dope he is and looked back at Negan, "what's he saying? Did you sleep with him?" he sounded too close like the mother figure. It would earn him a punch to the guts that would make his six-foot frame curl over in pain for days.

"Of course not! He's fucking with you, you dope!" I snatch my keys from him, unlocking the doors, "I didn't sleep with him, he picked me up on my way from home when mom and I had a fight." And then nearly killed a girl because she owes him money.

"You look pretty guilty." Chris points out to the world. He was walking on thin ice as it is with me for the shit he puts me through back in university.

"Chris, shut the fuck up or I'll make you." I warn him without a care of who heard me. This was the old Emmett speaking. It happened when my anger 'flared' as my mother put it, "I didn't fucking sleep with him. I told you what the fuck happened. And so what if I did? I don't belong to anyone." I get into my Hummer, "find your own way to get yourself home." I tell my brother, slamming the door shut and starting the beast up.