Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Mo

Five

Negan and you both stared at each other intensely. It seemed like everything around the two of you was quiet, like there were no groups currently invading your old 'camp'.

Eventually, you broke the stare contest and gave in, giving him a nod before he gripped your arm again, this time a little more gentle, and brought you back to Rick.

"While she didn't fucking listen to me on the first day, she fucking listened to me afterwards and did her part of our fucking arrangement, now it's your fucking turn. My people will take whatever they fucking find useful and your people better not fucking interrupt them," Negan said loudly, so everyone around could hear him before his troops scooted around.

"Wait, what are they doing? Why are they entering my house without my permission?" you asked, watching them enter different houses, even your house.

"Oh has no one fucking told you yet? Of course how could anyone," Negan smirked at you and held Lucille out to Rick.

"We're fucking getting half of their stuff to assure we keep your guys safe, but of course we can't fucking have them sniff around my fucking wife's house, can we?" he grinned and motioned for you to start walking.

You shot Negan a death glare, how could he just take half of your stuff? You would all end up with nothing if that went on and how in hell were they supposed to keep up with having enough supplies to care for themselves and Negan? Was he doing this with other groups too?

Yeah, Hilltop you knew about. You encountered Jesus before and he told you about Negan, though you did not expect to meet Negan that soon. But you wondered if there were other colonies he manipulated like that as well?

Grumbling, you finally started walking to your house, followed by Negan and Rick. You were wondering where Maggie was, usually she would've been at the gate at this time. Well, maybe she was resting after all that has happened, but at least after the groups have stormed into all the houses, she would have been out to talk to Rick about what was happening. Yet she was nowhere to be seen.

Did something happen to her while you were gone, oh better not or you would make sure for Negan to take responsibility because he got you all into this bad situation in the first place.

"That's my house," you grumbled as you stood in front of it, watching Negan's men search through your stuff.

"Alright, doll. Let me fix this," he winked at you and walked inside, talking to his men.

"Are you really alright, has he touched you or anything?" Rick whispered to you.

"Yes, I am alright. Where is Maggie, is she okay?" you asked, as well in a quiet tone.

"Maggie is save, you don't need to worry about her," Rick was able to say before Negan's men walked out and Negan stood in your doorframe, inviting you into your own house.

"I'll give you ten fucking minutes to grab some of your fucking shit, otherwise my men will take your house apart," Negan ordered and you nodded, not even wasting a second as you hurried inside your house and started collecting some personal thing as well as medical stuff like tampons and pads, considering you had no idea what the standards were like at the sanctuary.

But also a few weapons so if you needed to defend yourself, you surely could do it. And of course you packed a few clothes, though you would most likely have to wear the shit Negan gave you. And most important, you packed a map, a few pens and your clock.

You had Alexandria marked on your map, you would only have to remember the road you would take on the way back to the Sanctuary and with a better plan, you could easily escape.

Now you only hoped that Negan wouldn't check your backpack.. maybe if you hid everything in your pads pack he would leave it alone, since you didn't think he was one of the people to touch those kind of things.

Making sure everything was packed and that even if he decided to check your backpack, nothing you really needed would peak out, you walked back downstairs to Negan and Rick.

"I'm done," you stated and slipped your backpack over your shoulder.

"Fine, you can fucking clean this house now," Negan ordered his man before leading you and Rick out and back to the gate where they both talked about when Negan would get back for more supplies until all trucks were loaded until you hit the road back to the Sanctuary.

You tried your best to memorize all the roads and turns and miles until you could mark the Sanctuary on your map, which would still take some time, as far as you could expect.

The only thing you were allowed to do after arriving back the Sanctuary, was to put down your backpack in your bedroom before following Negan back to his wives.

Just as you arrived there, one of his men joined you.

"Sir Negan, the prisoner from Alexandria tried to escape. I caught him and brought him back to his cell and turned on Easy Street as punishment," he said. Smart move Daryl, just not smart enough.

"Good fucking job you did there. And a good fucking job like that should be fucking rewarded, don't you think? Come on, pick one of my wives and you can sleep with her in any way you want, of course only if she is fucking okay with it," Negan smirked at him before the man's glance wandered around the room and stayed on you.

"You, I want you," his eyes were darkened with lust already, but you just felt a big urge to throw up.

"Disgusting, you pig," you said before punching him right in the face, showing him where you're coming from while earning some gasps from Negan's other wives.

"Well, I'll keep that one for my fucking own. Leave now, I doubt any of my beautiful dolls would want to sleep with you in that shape," Negan grinned and the man did just that, holding his bleeding nose.

"Man, you showed that guy what a fucking tough little girl you are," Negan grinned and walked over to you, his nose touching yours as he leaned down.

"You just got 100 fucking times more attractive to me and I gotta admit, you're becoming my favorite wife and I haven't even fucked you yet, doll," Negan smirked and then backed away before leaving the room without any other comment.

You felt furious, did he really want to just give you or any other woman in this room away to sleep with some disgusting pig, for doing a good job? You wanted to punch Negan so hard, but knew it was better not to. Though you had to admit that a wave of heat flashed down to your pants when you were face to face with Negan and heard him say the things he did say.

"Do you guys really let him treat you like that? Come on, I would have thought better of you," you said as you finally turned to face his wives, who were still in shock.

"Did you really punch that man?" one of them asked.

"Yes, I did. You got a problem? You want a punch, too? Because I sure as hell am still furious."