In His World

Chapter 5

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Negan standing right in front of me. I do have to admit he was devilishly handsome. He rugged facial hair and bright blue eyes brought out his smile. He stood in between me and the body so I didn't have to see it, but over his shoulder, I saw a hopeless Rick, leaning on the side railing of my porch as I was dragged away. Everyone watched in horror as Negan paraded me through the town as he made his way back to the truck.

"What about all my shit?" I ask, trying to catch my breath.

"You won't need your fucking shit where we're going." He chuckled deeply as he opened the truck door shoving me inside. I adjusted myself and went to open the door back up, but there was no handle. I started to bag on the window until he hopped in on the other side.

"Would you stop making all that fucking noise. God damn you are giving me a fucking head ache. Just sit there and shut the fuck up!" He progressively got louder the more he talked.

I clammed up and turned away from him, watching everyone stand there as I was taken away. Most of them didn't know me so they were confused why Rick was so upset. I placed my hand on the window and just stared at Rick and mouthed "I'm sorry" as Negan whipped out of Alexandria's driveway. 

The drive was about thirty minutes or so. The whole way there we sat in silence, but I could feel his eyes on me from time to time, but I didn't bother to look over at him. When we pulled in, we passed this weird statue. It looked like a praying monk. 

"We're hear." Negan rang out, I could hear his smirk. We pulled into a garage with ten other cars. "Stay put!" He commanded as he shut the truck off and hopped out. I looked around and took everything in. It was dark and damp in the garage. There were a few hanging lights that brought a dim glow. 

I was interrupted from my visual exploring by a loud bang on the window. It made me jump back as I saw a man peering in through the window at me. "Well aren't you a pretty little thing..." He smiled greedily and swung the door open. I jumped and pushed myself into the drivers seat with my feet towards the man. I tried to kick him but he grabbed my ankles and dragged me from the cab, throwing me to the ground. I banged my head on the side of the door and on the ground. I grabbed the back of my head and could feel it bleeding.

The creep grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head up so I was looking at him. 'You and I are gonna have some fun.." 

Bang!

A loud gunshot interrupted him as a bullet zipped past us. "Get your fucking filthy hand off of her or the next bullet goes in between your eyes." The man dropped me imminently and dropped to his knee, bowing his head. I looked up and saw Negan standing at the door of the garage and some guy next to him holding the smoking gun. "And I thought I told your smart ass to stay in the car." He looked down at me with a stern look.

"I was in your fucking truck, till this perv dragged my ass out and threw me on the ground.." I retorted in a smart tone and showed him the blood on my hand from where I had been bleeding.

"First of all watch your fucking tone with me missy. I don't know how shit flew back in your little town, but I am in fucking charge here and you listen to me and only fucking me. If I say jump, you say how fucking high, got it?

I scoffed and put my hand back on my head to stop the bleeding.

"I asked you a fucking question.." He yelled.

"Yeah I got it." I gritted. He rolled his eyes and looked at the guy next to him. "Dwight, take her to the infirmary, get her patched up. Then you know what to do." He turned on his heels and started to walk away. "Oh, and there better not be another fucking scratch on her or it's your head... I'll be with my wives." And then he dissappeared.

Did he just say wives..... like as in plurral.......?