Devilish Soul (Negan x reader)

ix. hearts

My dad leaned toward Negan. "Why?" His voice got louder. He was about to hit Negan but I ran in front of him and he hit me instead, his eyes went wide. Tears formed in my eyes. "Dad... I love him.."

My dads eyes went wide. "Y-you can't be.. You can't be serious..." He said giving me a sad look. I nodded and hugged Negan. Negan looked down at me, rubbing the sore red spot on my face gently.

My mom didn't know what to say. She just stood there, in complete awe. I looked at them and back at Negan. I choose Negan now, he's the love of my life... No matter what happened in the past, I've looked past that. He loves me and I love him.

My mom nodded. "Okay.. If he makes you happy, I approve..." Tears formed in her eyes, her baby girl was growing up. She didn't want this day to come, but she knew one day I would find someone that I loved, and she knew she wouldn't be able to change my mind. I was always a strong girl, standing for what I believed in, no matter the cost.

I walked up to her and hugged her. She cried into my shoulder, and I just stood there holding her. She used to cry on my shoulder all the time, my father would yell at her, she is sensitive, so she would come running to me crying. Negan stood there, not knowing what to say. He came up behind me and tapped my shoulder shyly. "(Y/n).. We should get them inside, where it's warm..." He said.

My mom nervously looked at him, and Negan led us all inside. He brought my parents to a nice room with a king size mattress. "Will this do..?" He asked quietly. My mom turned to him. "This is lovely! Thank you." She smiled at him, her heart was happy again.

Negan felt better now, seeing them happy. He was nervous for their approval, he hated being denied... It made his heart melt like ice over a flame. He just didn't know what to do, he had always been rejected his whole life, that's what made his heart so cold. His heart had been cold as stone, before I came along. and after the death of his wife Lucille, his heart had been hardened to stone, and I'd busted through the stone to the soft marshmallow inside.

Negan grabbed my hand and led me to the hallway. "I.. I didn't expect anything like this... I... What do I do...? What if they don't approve of me...?" A tear fell down his cheek. I saw his harder outer shell cracking, letting out his sensitiveness inside. I hugged him and looked up at him. "Don't worry, it'll be okay." I said with a kind tone.

He asked if I'd like to go to his room, and I looked to him, nodding. We laid next to each other on the bed silently, cuddled together. I could feel his heart beating, as I lay on his chest. Then he sat up and looked me in the eyes. "I.. I haven't been completely honest with you... Please... Promise you won't leave me... I.. Feel you should know the truth about what I was..." He looked scared to tell me.

I sat up and rubbed his shoulder. "It's okay.. You can tell me anything..." I said putting my head on his shoulder. He went to the drawer and grabbed a stack of photographs and put them on the bed. A tear fell onto the bed in front of him. I picked up a picture and gagged. It was a picture of someone with their head bashed in. I looked over to the corner of the room, where the bat was. I looked to him, my eyes widened in horror.

The second photograph was the same thing, another man whose head was pulverized on the dirt, the horrid image hurting my eyes.

"You did all of this..?" I said. He nodded with a sad expression in his face. "I wanted power.... I had lost the one I loved... And my heart turned cold, I just had nowhere to go... Nobody to love..." He bit his lip and stopped his crying. He remembered something suddenly. "Will... Will you come with me to do something... Something I should've done a long time ago...?" He said.

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I nodded. "I'll do anything.." I said, and kissed his cheek. He stood up, and grabbed me by the hand. We left the building and hopped into a truck and drove off. I looked at him driving and he looked stressed...

That's before things happened...