The Walking Dead Preferences

Carl Grimes Imagine (REQUEST)

Requested by twd_fan_daryldixon again :)
Trying out writing in first person for this one

'We're on easy street and it feels so sweet, because the world is but a treat, when you're on easy street'

The lyrics swam around and around in my head, driving me insane with every verse. What had I done to deserve this? I hadn't said a word when he dragged me into this cell. I'd lived off of dog food for days and I couldn't take it any more. That's when I decided to try and break out, which could have been the worst decision I had ever made.

When Dwight came to give me my roll, I had jabbed him in the back of the legs with my elbow, causing him to fall forward and giving me an escape. I stood up and tried to run. I didn't realise how frail and weak my body had become. I got all of about 10 steps before I collapsed.

"Y/N, it's in your best interest to get back in that ce-" Dwight was cut off by the sound of Negan's voice overpowering him.

"Well, what the shit do we fucking have here?" he hollered. I sighed and let my body go limp, accepting defeat. I knew that Negan wasn't going to give me the luxury of letting me straight back into that dingy cell unharmed. That was not the type of man that Negan was.

"Did I not make myself fucking clear the other night? I thought I let you pricks get to know me, clearly not." He had Simon pick me up by the scruff of my neck and drag me out to the front of the sanctuary.

Negan had me set down in the middle of a crowd of his saviours as if I were a piece up for auction. Of course, I wasn't. Negan had no intention of letting any one else get to me, I was all his work. As Negan made himself visible to the saviours they all bent down on one knee which elated Negan. He loved this. That was why I was in the position I was in and they weren't. They all bowed down to him, treat him like a God. I was not going to do that, even if it meant my life was in the hands of the man. So was theirs really, they were just less aware of it. He bent down to me after a minute or two and whispered "are they still kneeling?" and let out a laugh.

"Ladies, oh do we have a fucking show tonight! I'm going to give you another reminder as to why you don't fucking mess with me. It's a big fucking no-no!" he told the crowd.

The crowd remained silent. I was sure that most of them didn't want to witness was Negan was planning to do but they had no choice unless they wanted to be in my position as well. The rest of them were probably just as crazed as Negan; blood thirsty vampires.

"I'm sure you can imagine," Negan continued, "Lucille is thirsty! She's been being fucking dehydrated for weeks. Y/N here is her little watering hole and I couldn't be more fucking grateful."

I swallowed hard. These were surely about to be my last moments on earth. My last meal was dog food. My last interaction was with Dwight. Worst of all, the last time I'd seen Carl we had been arguing. It was stupid, I wanted to go on a run and he didn't want me too. He told me it was too dangerous out here, but I was convinced I was strong enough. I could finally admit that I was wrong but it was too late. I'd never be able to tell Carl that I was sorry.

"Lucille usually wouldn't go for a kid, especially not the little girlfriend of my future serial killer, but she's just that fucking thirsty! Y/N, I am about to beat the holy hell out of you and make your people thank me for it!" He laughed a wicked laugh while Simon stood behind him, eager for the show to begin.

Negan brought the bat high above his head.
"Any last words he asked?" I said nothing. "Alright then". He was ready to bring the bat crashing down on my head, breaking my skull and very likely popping my eye out any second now. I shut my eyes tight and clenched my teeth. My whole body tensed as I looked down, allowing a tear to escape my eyes. I was finally ready for the hit, but it never seemed to come.

The sound of a van became louder and louder until it came to a stop. I looked up warily. Negan was still facing me but with his excitement fading away a little. He now seemed more angry. The back doors of the van opened and before I could see who was inside, the sound of a gun shot filled the air and Simon dropped down dead, blood drizzling out the back of his head.

"Who the fuck just killed my right hand man? Lucille might just be getting double fucking blood tonight!" Negan exclaimed with spite in his voice. A silhouette began walking closer to the opening of the van until it jumped out and walked into the light. It was Carl, he had come after you.

"Oh, it's my little future serial killer!" Negan shouted, "How fucking convenient. Look, you just killed my main man, right in front of me! And that is not fucking okay. So, to make things equal and civil between us, I'm going to kill your girlfriend. Hell, maybe we'll even be friends after this. You can take Simons place. Also," he continued, talking to the saviours now, "let the boy keep his gun, we know he isn't about to use it."

Negan turned back to face you, bringing Lucille high above his head once more. Before he could bring it down upon my head, the sound of another gun shot took over the echo of the previous one, like a game of relay. Negan's eyes grew wide and his face pale. Blood spluttered out of his eye, landing onto me. He collapsed to his knees as saviours ran, some scared, some finally going back to a life of freedom. With one final breath, Negan fell forwards, his face smashing into the concrete in front of your feet.

"Taking it like a champ" Carl mocked. Negan was Carl's second ever kill, but that was not the first thing on his mind. He ran towards you, picking you up in his arms bridal style and took you back over to the van.

"I'm sorry" were the only weak words you could muster as Carl laid you down on a pre-made bed in the van.

"No, I'm sorry. I should have come with you." he replied. He ignored the shouts and taunts of the saviours who had lingered around. They were now lost puppies with no leader to follow and no purpose. Carl walked around them to the front of the van where he sat in the drivers seat and drove you back home to Alexandria.

(MEME IM SORRY IF YOU READ THIS PLEASE DONT KILL ME AND PLEASE DONT HAVE A BREAK DOWN IM HERE FOR YOU)

twd_fan_daryldixon I hope you enjoyed!!

Written by HMM