"Shit!" I heard. I opened my eyes and saw Negan looking at Lucille, who was the one that got hit with the bullet. "What the shit?!" Negan yelled. A female savior slammed Rosita to the ground. "Shit! You just, you tried to kill me!" Negan screamed at Rosita. This guy was going insane and crazy. "You shot Lucille!" Negan added. The savior pressed a knife against Rosita's neck. "She got in the way." Rosita snarled at Negan. Negan remained pissed off and sulking around. Until he stopped and picked up something. A bullet shell. How the hell did she-Wait.. "What is this?" Negan asked Rosita. Nothing. He examined the bullet shell. "What is this?" He repeated. "This little boy made from scratch? Look at those crimps. This is homemade. You maybe stupid, darlin', but you showed some real inequity here." Negan explained. Eugene did not. No. He couldn't have. Unless this bitch forced him into it. "Arat, move that knife up out on that girl's face." Negan commanded. The savior did so. "Lucille's beautiful smooth surface, is never going to look the same, so why should yours?!" Negan yelled. I looked up at Eugene. He had a look of sorrow and guiltiness written all over. I wrapped my arm around him, with my free arm, and he did the same. We didn't let go of holding each other's hands. We were both scared. "Unless..." Negan paused. "Unless you tell me who made this." Negan announced. Oh shit no. Rosita please don't! "It was me. I made it." Rosita said. I was shocked. "You see, now I just think you're lying. And you lying to me now?!" Negan exclaimed. "Such a shame." He added. I could hear me and Eugene's shaky breaths. I even felt tears developing. Eugene held me against his soft chest. "Arat's gonna have to cut up that pretty face." Negan said. Rosita's breathing quickened. "One more try." Negan told her. "It was me." Rosita repeated as Arat pressed the knife harder on her face. A scar and some blood came from her cheek. Negan chuckled. "Oh! You are such a badass!" Negan exclaimed. "Fine. Have it your own way" He added. Silence. "Arat, kill somebody." Negan announced. My heart began beating quickly and hard. I held on to Eugene and he did the same to me. He even quickly kissed my head. "No. It was me!" Rosita screamed as Arat turned around and shot Olivia. Right in the face. She fell on the porch.
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Be The Genius In My Heart *BOOK 1 OF MR. & MRS. PORTER SERIES*
Fanfiction*Note: I do not own The Walking Dead or the characters. All belongs to Robert Kirkman. The only thing I own is my OC Ashley.* Ashley is a 30 year old who is trying to survive ever since the apocalypse broke out. While scavenging one day, she is f...
