Dealing With The Devil

3

"You start with the fucking basics. Two pairs of work clothes. Some pajamas and other shit. " Negan uttered as he opened the door to the small room that would be hers now. Stepping inside she couldn't help smile slightly. An honest to good bed was in the far left corner, beside it a small nightstand with a lamp. And a dresser at the end of the bed. Several blankets and two pillows were placed neatly on the unmade bed. Walking over she ran her hand across the mattress. Not being able to remember the last time she had slept in a real bed. A chuckle from the doorway shook her from the happy thoughts.

"Food is free for the first fucking day. But after that everything costs fucking points. You work for them and spend them however you fucking want to. I'll fucking think over and decide where to put you. " He rubbed his chin as he spoke, watching her with a curious expression. She could practically see the gears turning in his mind. He resembling the stereotypical villian as he stood there. Plotting some evil plan.

"Decide where to put me? I can't choose myself? You don't even know a thing about me. None of my skills or anything. " She huffed crossing her arms unimpressed by him. But again she had overstepped. A frown crossed his features as he stepped into the room and stood in front of her.

"Listen sweetheart. This shit has to fucking stop. No one and I mean no one fucking backtalks me ever. Do I make myself fucking clear? " His tone was soft but the words cut like knives against her. Causing her to take an involuntarily step back.

"Okay. Okay. I'm sorry. " She muttered knowing that was probably what he wanted to hear. Although she didn't mean it one bit. A low chuckle emitted from his lips as he shook his head slowly.

"Don't fucking say something if you don't fucking mean it sweetheart. That could end badly for you. " He winked before turning on his heels and walking out of her room. Whistling an eerie tune as he went, boots thumping against the hallway floors.

As soon as he left she relaxed some but still felt anxious. He wasn't that great of a tour guide so she decided to go exploring herself. Leaving her room and going the opposite way Negan had walked off. Passing numerous other doors, hearing various chatter and laughter from behind them, people obviously living there. Passing several people in the hallway too, ignoring their looks of confusion seeing her still dirtied aappearance. Turning a corner she saw a man-made sign with an arrow pointing to the left. Showers.

"No way. " She grinned quickening her pace as she followed the sign and came to a large community shower, like the ones in high school locker rooms. She jumped as someone tapped her shoulder from behind, turning around with a confused expression. Meeting the soft gaze of a blonde.

"You must be new here. I'm Samantha. " She smiled holding her clean clothes and soaps in her arms.

"Oh yeah I am. Negan found me out there. I know this is something amazing. " She gestured to the showers with an eager expression.

"Yeah they're a luxury for sure. Here. You can use some of my soap. I know what it's like to be new. " Samantha smiled walking to a free shower stall. She followed her and thankfully didn't feel awkward being surrounded by naked strangers. She wasn't the most beautiful woman but she was confident about her body. Stripping off her dirty clothes before stepping under the shower head. Smiling widely as she turned the knob and warm water spurted out and began cascading down her body. The drain swirling with dark brown water slowly turning to clear water as she scrubbed the road from her. Sighing in blissful content as she untangled her hair and the smell of fresh vanilla soap filled her nostrils. A soft laugh escaping her as she glanced at Samantha who just smiled back. Everyone knew probably reacted the same way. Especially after being out on the road for sometime long. Losing track of time entirely as she enjoyed the water. Finally turning it off as she grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around her body. Seeing Samantha sitting on a bench just inside the door waiting for her. Grabbing up her dirty clothes she walked over to her.