Negan
By the time I had gotten to the room, I was boiling over in rage. You're so stupid! I punched the wall and instantly regretted the now bleeding wound.I just wish I could have killed Jerry right then and there, but I couldn't because of Ann. I was worried about Crystal. What if she says something? Ann could never find out about her or any of them, if she did...i don't even want to think about it. I knew I couldn't kill her, I wanted to, but I couldn't. She doesn't deserve to die for your mistakes. The voice invaded my mind and I stopped in the middle of the hall. "Did I just think that?" I whispered to myself and quickly breathed out, hoping to let go of all these shitty and stressful thoughts.
"Hey." I heard Ann softly whisper when she noticed me enter the room. Her eyes caught the red dripping from my hand and she hurried over. Fuck, she's so cute when she's worried about me.
"Are you ok?" She grabbed my hand and started to examine the self inflicted wound. "It's fine, I'm fine." I looked down at Ann. No matter what asshole made my day stressful, or shitty. When I looked into her eyes, I saw peace, goodness, and how I used to be. It felt so good. With Ann, I wasn't Negan, leader of the Saviors. I was Negan, husband of the most wonderful person in the world.
"You aren't fine, you're bleeding and you aren't even on your period." We both chuckled when she pulled me over to the bathroom and turned on the water, running my knuckles over the cool, yet stinging stream. "Hold on." She ran out of the room, coming back with a bottle of liquor. She slowly began to pour it over my cut.
"You can say 'ow' I know that has to sting." She smiled up at me and I made a long and exaggerated "ow." She laughed and I smiled, keeping my eyes on her. Watching her took away whatever little pain I had.
"I'm glad to help you with your cuts, but this better be from a wall and not Jerry's face." She said as she continued to clean the blood off. I chuckled and shook my head. "Don't worry, it's from Jerry." She raised her hand and slapped my chest. "I'm kidding, it's from a wall." I pulled her into me, pressing her body in between the sink and myself, leaning down to kiss her. "You know, I still have to wrap that."
"I don't care, I know something that will be better for my healing." I led us to the bed and she fell back as I climbed on top of her. "I don't think that's backed by any medical research." She chuckled and found her hands to caress my cheek in the calming way she always did. "Oh you know me, I'm always up for experimenting." I started to kiss her again and moved down to place a few wet kisses to her neck and collarbone. "You sure like doing that." She softly moaned and I smiled against her warm skin.
"A fact you should be well aware of by now." I moved back up to her face, we smiled at each other before I dove down to press my lips roughly to hers. "Thank you, Negan." The words came suddenly and I stopped, staring down at her, unsure of why.
"For?" I raised an eyebrow and she linked her arms around my neck. "You didn't kill Jerry when I know you probably wanted to more than ever. You're really trying." Her face remained blank and in that moment I could only answer with a kiss.
"Fuck off." I yelled to whoever the fuck was knocking at the door. "You should probably get that, Negan." Ann chuckled and I huffed, getting off of her.
"Yes?" I swung open the door and gave an annoyed tone to the person in front of me. "I'm sorry, Negan but I needed you to come with me."
"For what?" I raised an eyebrow and Dwight leaned in, whispering it in my ear so Ann wouldn't overhear. "Fucking kidding me?" I shouted and Ann looked over. "I'll be right there." I walked over and grabbed my jacket and bat as I went to follow Dwight.
"Everything ok?" Ann got up from the bed and I nodded. "Everything's fine, I'll be right back. Stay in that mood till then." I walked over and planted a kiss on her forehead before leaving.
Ann
I wasn't sure why Negan had to leave in such a hurry, but after seeing how violent and inpatient some of his people were, I understood why he always has to be out."Hmm." A thought popped into my head. Negan despite his appearance, and endless smack talk, is a tense guy who's always under some kind of pressure. For that, I kinda felt bad for him. I mean, I know how much pressure Rick carries on his back leading us, and we are family. These people...not so much. Maybe if Negan loosened up a bit, he'd be easier to reach, I gotta try.
I scanned the shelfs of food and other products, hoping to spot something.
"Something easy." I looked around and my eyes caught the big can of chili. "One step, and just my type." I grabbed the can and replaced it with a can of corn I found during my scavenge. "Next, a microwave." I walked down to a room which was next to the pantry and had just what I needed.
"Hello, there." I opened the microwave and poured the chilli into a big bowl. I put it in and turned the timer on for 15 minutes. "Hope you like canned chili, Negan." I tapped the counter and waited till I heard the beep.
After I had everything ready, I took a tray and placed the plates and silverware down and the chili in the middle.
I opened the door and immediately bumped into someone. "Hey!" Crystal cheerful greeted and I smiled, trying not to drop anything by the sudden contact. "Hi." I looked at her and saw her eyes move from mine, to the tray in my hands. "Where you going with all that?"
"Just thought I'd do something nice for Negan. That man needs to relax." I weakly chuckled and I could see something change in her eyes. It was weird, but I didn't think much of it.
"That he does." I turned around, walking backwards to the room. "Well, I should get back, gotta set everything up before Negan gets here." I smiled and she nodded me off. "Have a wonderful time, Ann. I'm sure Negan will love it!" She waved me off and I swirled myself around, power walking to the room.
Why do I feel off about her? I thought and quickly shook my head, opening the door to Negan's room.
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