ADMIN NOTE:
So in the last episode of AMC's The Walking Dead.. Sasha sacrificed herself. She better not die... she's one of my favourites.
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Dad was back extremely quickly, bursting threw the door as if he was being chase, In shock I lunged upright from the couch I was sitting on.
"Mal?" he asked, almost yelling.
My heart starting pumping, something didn't seem right.
"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly, getting closer to him.
"Negan's comin'," he said quickly, looking me up and down, "It's not really a big deal, he just wants to know what job your best suited at... answer directly... quickly.. and speak when spoken too... you got it?"
I nodded, to scared to do anything else. I was tired of being scared of that irritatingly good-looking psycho with a baseball bat, I was determined to show some toughness.
But all that shrivelled away when two heavy knocks pounded on the door.
"That's him," Dad told me, "Greet him nicely"
I approached the door in a few strides and opened it, seeing him standing there, the bat, or Lucille as he calls on, resting on his shoulder.
"Hey there Sweet-Cheeks" he laughed, pushing past me and entering the room, spotting Dad.
"Daryl," he said, nodding at them as if they where friends. Dad took no notice of him.
I shut the door and turned around to face them both, and began to speak.
"Did you want to talk with me?" i asked Negan, arms folded across my chest.
Negan laughed and smiled.
"We'll yes, I need to know what to assigned you too," he began, "Perimeter... Farming... Sanctuary patrol... Chef..."
I smiled when he said chef, during my Day's back at school, cooking and art where my passion, I guess it was because I was so creative.
But he chuckled.
"Chef duty is full, sorry sugar" he told me with a smile.
I saw Dad clench behind him.
"Come take a seat!" Negan called towards me pulling up a chair and sitting on it, indicating for me and Dad to sit on the couch opposite him.
Once we had taken a seat Negan began interrogating.
"Can you shoot?" he began firmly.
I nodded, this was a complete lie, but I knew what job Dad had, and was trying to get the same one as him...
"Don't lie... we'll find out and kill you" Negan added as if it where nothing.
I tired not to show any reaction and let him carry on.
"Will you kill on sight, if told?" Negan asked me, a grin appearing on his face.
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