BabyDoll *Negan*

Chapter 3

I walked out with Olivia and Carl. Judith was in my arms. It was a beautiful day and she didnt need to be tucked inside.

I saw that htey took the pool table out of a garage, and was getting ready to start.

Soon things took a turn for the worst.

I saw Negan walk up to Spencer and then gutted him. I saw Rosita pull out a gun and shoot at Negan.

"You shot Lucielle! You fucking shot Lucielle!" Negan roared. Rosita was pinned to the ground and a dagger was pressed agianst her cheek. Rosita only glared at Negan.

"She got in the way." She sneered. "Lucielle's beautiful flat surface isnt perfect anymore. Why should yours?" Negan sneered right back. Negan picked up the bullet shell and examined it.

"This was a homemade bullet. Why don't you tell me who made it?" Negan said. "It was me." Rosita said lifting her head a bit, cutting her face a bit.

"Now why does it seem that you're lying?" Negan questioned. "It was me." She repeated."Who really made it?" Negan asked. Tara walked foreword.  "I made it." She said. Negan shook his head.

 "Lies. Arat." The woman who was holding Rosita looked over at him. "Kill somebody." He told her. "NO! IT WAS ME!" Rosita shouted. But it was to late.

I gasped when I saw Arat shoot Olivia.

I held Judith's face to me so she couldn't see.

I was frozen in shock.

"Now. Who made the bullet?" Negan asked once more. "I did." It was Eugene." I shook my head. "Now that I believe." Negan said. Eugene was shaking in fear and was crying.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to releave you all of your bullet maker." Negan said. I fell to my knees and closed my eyes as I saw Olivia's body laying there.

Carl hugged me.

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We heard Rick walk up to Negan. We knew it was him Since Negan greeted him.

"You're early again." Rick said. "Its a funny thing. Your son hid in one of our trucks and machine gunned a lot of my men." I looked at Carl with wide eye. He got up to look at his father.

"I brought him home safely and I made him spaghetti." Negan finished. 

"Where is Princess at?" Negan called. I stood and Negan smiled at me.

I looked at Uncle Rick panicked eyes. I saw Negan point at Eugene. "We're taking him." He then pointed at me. "And I'm taking her and the baby. Grab them." Negan ordered. I felt hands grab Judith from me.

"No! Let her go!" I shouted as I went to go to get her back but I was grabbed and  roughly dragged to Negan. I felt a jolt of pain go threw my leg making me scream in pain. I felt myself being lifted into strong arms.

"You idiot!" I saw it was Negan holding me.

"No. Please you cant take them. Please." Rick begged, tears filled his eyes. I swallowed my pain and looked up at Negan.

"Negan I will willingly come with you. But please leave Judith. Please." I begged. He looked at me and grinned. "No can do Darlin'. I've always wanted to be a dad. So I will be teasting it out. Don't worry Rick I'm not that big of a Bastard. I'll return the baby. But this little bundle of sexy fun, I don't think I'd want to return her." Negan said nodding to me.

I tried to struggle and yet it hurt my leg more then it helped me get free.

I was put into the back of a truck. "Ok Princess. Lay your leg out. Got a doctor I'll have you go see when we get there." He said. I looked away. "Where is Judith?" I questioned. Negan whistled and waved someone over. It was the man who now held Judith who was crying.

I reached for her bugging my sore leg more, which made me yelp. "Give her the kid." Negan said. The man listened and handed her to me. I held her close to my chest, and shushed her. Even though I just wanted to join her in her crying.

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I ended up falling asleep with Judith. But when I woke up I wasn't in that truck and Judith wasn't there. I looked around and saw I was in a nice huge room in a big soft bed.

"Hey Princess. You're finally awake." I saw Negan walk in. I looked at him. "Where is Judith?" I asked. "She is safe. I promise." He said. I went to get up. "That doesn't tell me where sh... Ah!" I yelped when I put pressure on my bad leg. I looked and saw my ankle was wrapped up.

"Yeaaahhhh. I wanted to tell you about that. You apparently twisted your ankle. You need to take it easy for a while." Negan said. I sighed. Great I'm even more handicapped for awhile.

"I have a proposion for you. But I'll tell you once you're better." I nodded, not really listening.

I need to get Daryl and Judith out of here.