Forever Lonely, Carl Grimes Fanfic

Chapter 26

     "Hi...I'm Negan."

   I don't say anything but I raise my gun higher and all I receive is laughs coming from Negan.

     "I'm not afraid of a pregnant girl. Nice try though." He walks around me and inspects me. I put my gun down because I know there is no use for holding it up. I try to cover my stomach up more with my jacket due to me feeling uncomfortable.

     "There is no hiding that." He points and starts laughing. His men follow him and start laughing too. I grow a rid bit embarrassed.

     "Awe, we embarrassed the poor girl. Here, let's us repay you. Come with us." Negan says as he leads the way to a big truck surrounded by two others. His men raise their guns making my only option pretty clear; to follow the crazy me with the bat.

   Currently I'm sitting in the back of one of the trucks while Negan is in the passenger side and one of his men driving. I think he trusts this guy the most. He has a nasty burn along one side of his face. I wonder what happened to him.

     "So, what's your name?" Negan says trying to make conversation. I reply him with silence.

     "Not a talker, huh?" He says and starts tapping a familiar tone on the glass.

     "Octavia." I say under my breath even though I knew it was a bad idea as soon as my name left my lips. He sits up in his seat and turns around to face me.

     "Octavia...Octavia, Octavia. Octavia? Octavia... I like it, it fits you." Every time he repeated my name, it sent cold shivers down my spine and made goosebumps appear on my arms.

     "Who got you knocked up? Is he one of them walkers now?"

     "That doesn't matter and no. He is still alive." I look out the window as I reply to avoid eye contact with him. He isn't actually giving much of a friendly vibe. After that the questions and talking stopped and I've never been so happy to hear silence.

   The truck stops and Negan gets out to open my door. I get out as quickly and carefully as I could. Getting in and out of a truck isn't actually easy when you're pregnant. When I finally managed to climb out Negan slams the door shut behind me and then faces all his men that gathered around.

     "Everyone this is Octavia. She will be staying with me and nobody is to talk to her or mess with her. Is that understand?" He received a bunch of yes's and nods. He turns and faces me with a smile that reminds me of Cheshire Cat. The bat in his hand twirls around making a swoosh sound.

     "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

   After Negan shows me where I'm staying, which is his apartment, he shows me to the bathroom where I took a much needed shower. When I got out I felt like a new person. I tightly French braided my hair back and got into new clothes Negan gave me before my shower. With the shirt he gave me my baby bump sticks out a lot and I don't like it because it drawls attention to me. I can't wait to have this baby. One, so I can hold my baby and see he or she smile and two, to have my skinny finger back and be able to wake up without my back hurting. If I'm keeping track correctly, the baby should be coming really soon. My last check up I was told about a month and it's been a little over two weeks since then. I'm just excited to see my baby.

   I walk out of the bathroom to see a plate of food and a glass of water waiting for me at the table. The apartment was empty I think. I rush to the table and sit down. The food smells amazing and looks amazing. I immediately start eating and I was in heaven. It's been a few days since I had a real, big meal. I could tell the Abby was enjoying it has much as I was.

   When I was done I went ahead and did the dishes and picked up a little. No Note was left for me or anything so I don't know if I need to stay here or what. Boredom starts to take over. There was literally nothing to do in here. I found a record player with a bunch of music. I choose the one that sounds the best because all this music was before my time.

   The music starts playing and I actually like the album I picked out. I couldn't help but start lightly dancing to the music. I heard laughing behind me which startled me and made me jump. I turn to see Negan.

     "You remind me of my daughter. She died before the apocalypse happened, cancer." I grow sad for him and I watch him sit down on the couch and rub his face. Then he puts his bat next to him and looks at me.

     "I'm sorry for you're loss." I say quietly turning the music down low.

     "That was her favourite song." Negan chuckles and stares at the floor. I feel bad for metalling with things I probably shouldn't have.

   I was about to speak but a sharp pain shot erupted in my stomach and down in the crouch area. I clenched my stomach with one hand and the table in the other. I felt water run down my leg. I knew what was happening and I was scared...

     "The baby is coming..."

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