Devilish Soul (Negan x reader)

iii. trouble in paradise

I lied there quietly in the grass, staring up at the stars, remembering when my friends and I used to go stargazing together. I smiled up at the twinkling stars above me, as the grass flowed in the light breeze.

*

Suddenly, everything went black. I had no idea what had happened, or why. It took me by surprise.

My eyes opened and I could feel my eyelashes brushing against a rough cloth. Someone had something over my eyes.

I tried to scream, but there was a cloth tied around my mouth as well. I gagged and swallowed my saliva.
Agh... What the hell just happened?! I thought nervously to myself. My thoughts running rampant as I tried to understand what the hell was going on.

I could tell my arms were tied above my head and my feet were handcuffed together. Suddenly my nerves kicked in.

Oh god... Where am I?! What's going to happen to me?! Am I going to die?!

I tried so hard to scream, but the cloth muffled the screams that came out of my mouth. The ground underneath me was shaking,

I'm in a vehicle... Oh no.. No no no!!!

I struggled to move, but I was tied so well in that one spot, that whenever I moved the wire on my wrists got tighter. A tear went down my cheek.

The vehicle stopped and I could hear a voice outside, and then laughter.

Laughter...

It was a man, I could tell. He laughed again. I heard the creak of the door opening and someone stepped into the van to untie me. I let out more muffled cries for help. The person leaned close to my ear and whispered. "Shhh. It's okay my dear.." It was a soft, deep male voice that sent shivers down my entire spine. All of the hairs on my body stood on end.

Who is this, and what do they want with me?

I was scared.

The man picked me up out of the van and carried me a ways. Then, I was set on a soft spot, and the blindfold was taken away from my eyes. I looked up to see a tall man, wearing a leather jacket and a red scarf.

He smiled and it looked menacing. Absolutely terrifying. I gave him a scared look and tried to yell for help. He leaned in and took the cloth out of my mouth, and stroked my cheek.

"It's alright. Shhhh..." He said gently, something about him scared the hell outta me.

Maybe it was the way that he smiled at me. He always looked directly into my eyes, as if he was trying to read my soul. Was he going to kill me or not? I was confused.

He stood in front of me, watching my every move. His smile felt like it was melting me. "Aw, I'm not that scary, am I?" He said as he leaned forward again toward me.

I tried to scratch him in the face and he smiled, rubbing his cheek. "tough one eh?" A low, breathy chuckle emitted from his lips.

He grabbed my hand and I slid my hand away. "What do you want from me?" I said with an angry look on my face.

He smiled again. "I want nothing."
He sat down on the couch in front of me. I looked around and there were other women looking frightened all around us. One woman stood out to me, she had a strong expression on her face as she hugged another younger girl, who was crying.

He looked me in the eyes. "I'll leave you here for a while, to get acquainted with the other ladies."

He smiled and stood up. "I'll be back in a bit, lovely." Chuckling, he walked out, shutting the door behind himself.

*

I turned to the other women. "What's going on here?!"

They all gave me a sad look.

The strong woman of the group walked up to me. "He picks wives. There's no way out... At least as far as I know... I will help you through this, I promise." She said kindly to me, gently holding my hand.