The past couple of hours have been spent packing and listening to Negans annoying voice keeps shouting orders to his men to carefully place all my equipment inside the trucks.
The news that we are moving was spreading and it seemed I was the center of gossip today. I have never liked attention on myself and this was just adding to my stress level. While packing some of my clothes I heard a knock on the door I yelled.
" Come in!"
I figured it just another person here to ask if I was really leaving. I found my self-stopped by two strong arms wrapped around me.
"I am loving seeing what kind of underwear you wear! Nice and sexy !" I wiggled out of Negans grasp and kept packing.
" Why are you in here? Don't you have men to boss around or something !"
He chuckles " Well, they are done doing what I told them to do, so I am here hanging with you until your done ."
I swiftly gathered the last of my stuff into a suitcase and let out a huff, " I am done! So we can head for hell now!"
" Oh, baby it's not he'll! It's heaven! I promise you will love it !"
He walks over taking my suitcase out of my hand.
"I can carry my own stuff! "
"Darlin, I know you're strong, but this thing weighs more than you! Besides I love helping women !"
"Fine!"
I mutter as we walk out the door. I look back one more time at my life here. The memories I had and fun times spent here. The plain walls and dark purple curtains, that has been my home these past few years. I won't see anymore.
A sigh escapes my lips as I shut the door behind me. I brace myself for the new way of life I am stuck living. The trucks are all loaded and I try to find Gabriel and Caleb, I finally spot them standing by a black truck.
"Hey, Katie."
They say nervously.
" " Hey guys, are you two okay?"
Gabriel answers first " Yes we are fine ."
"Why do we have to go? " Caleb asks in a sad voice
"I don't know, but donators I will make sure you two are okay. We will have new rooms and we will set up your game system a when we get there okay?"
Both nods as Negan comes up behind me. He places his hands on my shoulders, making me tense up.
"Well, are we ready to head out ?"
"Yes, we are ready to go. "
I say sarcastically. He leans in whispering in my ear " If you want them safe then you do as your told got it?"
A shiver runs down my spine.
" I understand ."
How the hell will I make it through this?
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Negan's Seamstress.
FanfictionMy fingers glide down the fabric as I finish my last stitch. I sigh as I place the dress on the rack with the others. I soon hear the sound of bells, jolting me in place. I know who is here, and I am scared to meet him.
