𝓟𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭† negan✔[Complete]

𝕋𝕖𝕟.

"Merle, you gonna get it." Daryl says in his gruff hushed tone, "and I ain't gonna hit no girl for you." He tried to hold back his brother, "be smarter than this!"

"Shit, I'll give you ten thousand if you lay him out." Negan tells me in my ear, "twenty if you break something in the same motion." He slapped my ass. I smirk, cracking my neck in anticipation. I would give him all that he wanted even if he didn't mention money to me.

"You heard the man." I put up my fists, "let's dance." Merle laughed like I said something so funny, he was going to piss his pants, "alright, we're doing this the hard way." I step towards Merle, grabbing his arm as he went to swing at my face. Negan laughed when the ball of my palm connected with Merle's nose, breaking it on impact. I twist his arm, popping his elbow up with my knee before using the momentum to flip him onto his back.

"Shit on a huge ass stick." Negan laughed, "you just got your ass mowed down! By a hundred eighty pound girl, none the less!" Merle groaned from the pavement, holding his nose.

"Looks like you owe me some money, baby." I wiped the blood off my hands onto my jeans, "I'll also accept a much more sexual way of payment." I bite my lip, pulling Negan close to my body.

"Oh, don't you fucking worry about that, baby." He pressed me against his hips, "I'll give you, everything you fucking want." Negan bit his lip.

"I'm counting on it," I whisper, standing on my toes to take his lip into my mouth, raking it with my teeth. I feel Negan get hard against my leg.

"Stupid fucking bitch." Merle was still hung up about what I did to him, "you ain't getting away with this shit. Wait till I see you all by your lonesome." He threatened me. I laughed.

"What makes you think you can take me again?" I asked him. He had a serious, death glare on his ugly mug. I might have gotten myself in over my head. Something I was good at. Picking fights with men who could snap me in half if they chose to. Or just picking fights in general. That's why my father never really wanted anything to do with me when I was growing up.

I always, always made him spend money on bailing me out. He didn't have to, but he did anyway cause I'm eldest. He also hated that I was in and out of rehab and therapy. Like I had some fucked up shit going in my life. But truth be told, my family was just as plain as a room full of rabbits. Which we were. A goddamn room full of rabbits because my parents couldn't stand to be married to each other so they got divorced and saw each other only for sex.

It wasn't my fault that all I wanted was to snort cocaine and get blacked out drunk to get away from my stupid family. They always held high expectations for me because I was eldest. I got into medical school, I took the classes, and I also did it high off my ass. Passing all mock surgeries with the highest grades.

Which was great for me because no one knew I was coked out of my skull. It was to the point where you could scrape my nose hairs and get high off of the layers that had built up. I'm lucky to still be alive. That was something Negan didn't need to know about. Especially since he sat on all the cocaine I could ever want in my life.

He didn't need to know that the cocaine numbed out all my feelings that lured me towards stabbing people. It helped me focus on my work, while still getting what I wanted out of this life. Only this time it would be legal when I nearly took a life from a family.

"You're in, way over you're head darling." Merle laughed, "I can see it in those eyes of yours that you're working shit out to get yourself out of the mess you made"

"Yeah? Well, I don't need a plan. I can take care of myself." I glare at him, "and besides, you'll go to the hospital. The one where I'll be working to save lives. And guess what? You'll be right back at square one, buddy. Know why? Because your life will still be in my hands after this little scuffle of ours." I tell him, looking at Daryl.

"You don't work in the hospital." Merle mocked me.

"Oh? But I can without a problem." I push him.

"Calm down, baby. You'll get him in time." Negan says from behind me, slapping my ass, "I suggest you get a move on, Merle. Don't want your arm to settle back into the wrong position."

"Get your ass in gear, boy." Merle barked at Daryl, who looked at me with his blue eyes before walking away, "this isn't over, sugar-tits." He shot at me, "I'll be back."

"I'm sure you will." I chuckled, "you're addicted to my product." I salute him, sending him on his way, "see ya in an hour for your refill."

"Javier stopped by this morning." A girl came up to us. She looked me up and down, clearly upset by what she saw, "He said that he'll be back by seven for his package."

"Shit. I forgot about that asshole." Negan cursed, removing himself from my side, "Annabel, this is my girlfriend Emmett, Emmett, this is my other accountant, Annabel."

"Emmett, huh? Well. Don't expect this asshole to love you for very long." Annabel glared at Negan with her brown eyes, "hell, he won't think twice about you when the next piece of ass walks in." Clearly, this woman had a thing for Negan. He probably used her at some point in her crappie life, causing her to fall in love. They probably were together up until he met me, then he just dumped her.

"Are you telling me, that just because he did it to you, he's going to do it to me?" I asked her, pretending to be concerned with the situation to amuse her. I watched Negan take Lucille into his office.

"Don't patronize me, Emmett. He doesn't love you, he's just using you to get what he wants." She shot back.

"Really? Because I just don't see it." I tap my chin, "I mean, we just had a threesome, and he didn't even touch Belladonna." That hit a nerve with her, making my heart jump in excitement. Which it shouldn't have in a normal person, but it got me excited.

"You're being a bitch." Was all Annabel said to me before going back towards the vault.

"What? No conflict?" I scoffed, "that's it? You're not going to excite me any more than that?"

"You're not worth my time." I hear her call back to me. I nodded, so it was going to be like that, huh? Well, two can play at that game.

"Alright, but you'll come around. I know you still love him!" I chuckled, heading towards Negans office. He was at his desk, talking on the phone with someone. I shut the door behind me, sitting hard in one of the weird leather chairs he had in front of his desk.

"I have the product." Negan says, "you know the deal. I can't drive out to you tomorrow because I have practice. Yes! I do it because it's normal, you ass." His brown eyes looked at me, followed by a smile on his face that showed off his dimples. I smiled back, looking down and away shyly. He may be tough, but he sure knows how to make my heart fly away.

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