Stronger than before...

NEGAN'S COMPOUND

•THREE HOURS SINCE THERESA AND TYLERS DEATH.•

"You know the drill"
Dwight said as he opened the door to the easy street room.

I walked into the the room collapsed to ground. As soon as Dwight shut the door I started crying my eyes out.

They were dead... they were both dead. It was all my fault.

I went to wipe the tears away from my eyes and then winced as I forgot about my cuts.

When Negans bat had truck my face the barbed wire had left three deep cuts under my eye.

Once we had gotten to the compound, some of Negans wives took Alvin, and then Dwight and I sat outside the doctors office.

We waited for for two hours until it was sadly confirmed Negan would be okay.

Then Doctor Carson stitched up my face, he said that it would definitely leave scars.

After that I had to change into similar sweat pants and a sweater from last time.

🎶We're on Easy Street, and it feels so sweet🎶

"Oh come on" I groaned as I sat up against the wall

I was a prisoner now, no one was coming to save me.

Pierce can't, his arm is broken, and Jesus can't do the job alone.

This was it, this was my life now.

An once Negan was better he was going to make me pay everyday, for running off, for killing his men and for Theresa shooting him.

I was going to suffer everyday.

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• One Week Later•

"Start pitying yourself and life becomes an endless nightmare" Lily said to me as I followed her down the hallway.

Within the last week I had been starved, fed dog food and beaten.

I was locked up in the easy street room most of the time, it was driving me insane.

All I could do in there was think. Think about Theresa and Tyler.

When Lily fed me dog food, I rejected it which caused her to beat me. Just like last time.

Lily, needless to say she was beyond pissed. She had lost part of her eye sight and couldn't leave the compound due to it.

"Go in" Lily said as she opened the door to Negans office

This was the first time I'd been let out of my room all week.

I knew I looked like and smelled like shit. I had been nonstop puking up food, I had barley slept all week and I had cuts and bruises all over me.

I slowly walked in and saw Negan sitting on his couch holding a baby. Holding Alvin.

On the couch across from him was a man, whom I'm assuming was a savior with a thick briefcase.

"Look who it is" Negan said as I walked in "sit down"

I did as he said and across from him by the man.

"Wow" Negan said with a smile as he looked at me "Would you look at that! I fucked up your face! And I did a good Fucking good job!"

The man next to me laughed, and Lily stood by the door quietly.