-Nova- (Negan & Simon 3-Way Fanfiction) (The Walking Dead)

8; turnabout

I couldn't say anything back to him as if I did, I would honestly be killing my past group, then again, why should I care what happens to them. They left me behind to fend for myself out there with those fucking walkers. I guess I have no choice....

I would just stare at him for a moment, looking at his broad features, then at his lips, my mouth open a bit. My mind got lost for a moment just suddenly admiring him. 

He'd snap his fingers. "Come on babygirl, spill it I got shit to do."he'd look serious behind that grin of his.

I sigh. "Alright. Well.. you've seen me before alright.. It's apparent, I came from Alexandria... But I haven't been there in forever. So..." I'd look down at my bandages.

His grin slightly faded and he raised his brows moving closer to my ear.

"And why is that....?" he'd whisper lightly into my ear, his voice was deep but had a hint of lust behind it.

I'd be taken aback by his words, his voice making my body tingle.

I would shiver, then bit my bottom lip looking down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with him, my hair covered my face.

"...." I would start to tremble.

"Hey... I asked you a question..." he'd say lightly turning my head by my chin. 

His expression changed as he saw my face, my eyes we're now leaking with tears, and my face was pale but flushed red in some areas.

I'd stare at him with envy and pain, sniffling, my brows lightly twitching.

His expression lightened a bit.

"I was thrown out.... and left to fend on my own.... and-" I stopped, the lump in my throat choking me.

"It's your f-fucking fault...." i'd finish.

"It's YOUR FUCKING FAULT!!! YOU!!! YOU!!" i'd beat at his chest. 

He would just stare at me, unable to comprehend my reaction.

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Negan's POV

She's blaming me?  Why?

I'd think for a moment trying to recollect events that happened with the Alexandria group. It took me a moment but I remembered her face, hell she looked terrible, but she looks worse here. Ah, I see what happened. 

I killed that Asian guy and that Redhead. 

But why did they kick her out for that? I'd think while staring at her. 

She'd speak.

"After you came and killed those two... my now ex-boyfriend told everyone and blamed me for their fucking deaths, when it was YOU! I've never been so betrayed in my fucking life." she'd yell at me under her tears. 

Goddamn, even when she was angry and or crying she was still fucking hot, even if she does look terrible, but that doesn't matter to me. I still hate that she blames me for this, but what was done had to be done, and I couldn't let my men see me let them off the hook like that. They had to be punished. Hell, she was fucking innocent.

She'd cover her face, sobbing now. 

I'd sigh then pulled her into an embrace. 

I felt her fighting back, but I wouldn't give up that easily.

"NO, NO DON'T YOU D-DARE HUG ME!!!"  she struggled.

I felt her starting to give up and relax in my arms, I rubbed her back lightly.