New or Old Love?

The Beginning

A/N: Because this is Wattpad, I'll be posting a song to go with each chapter! 

"Negan?!" You exclaimed, hurt lacing your voice as your eyes were cast upon a scene you had hoped to never see: your boyfriend in bed with another woman.
"(Y/N)!" Negan's eyes widened with fear and shock, he could see the tears in your eyes and he hung his head down as the woman he was sleeping with slithered away.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" you yelled, anger and betrayal soon displacing the sadness within you.
"Don't fucking yell at me! I'm sorry, (Y/N), okay? Real fucking sorry." There was a slight honesty to his voice, but you had listened to one too many Taylor Swift songs to know that he was literal poison.
"Fuck you, Negan! Fucking fuck you, and the fucking dick you can't keep in your pants!" You could feel the fiery tears on your skin as you stood there, crying, in front of the one person who swore would never make you cry.
"(Y/N), baby, I'm so fucking sorry, please, don't leave..." Negan quickly pulled on his pants and stood before you, tears dewing in his hazel eyes, you looked away, knowing that if you looked into them, you'd be paralysed.
"You can find me with someone I trust." You mumbled and turned to walk away, leaving Negan stood at the door, watching as you climbed onto your motorbike and drove off.

"You just let 'er leave?!" John smacked Negan on the arm and turned to Dean, Scott and Dwight, who made up the rest of the circle of friends you had.
"I couldn't fucking force her to stay, John," Negan growled, his hazel eyes locking onto John's dark oak ones.
"You better fuckin' pray she finds Jesus and comes back." John growled; he was very much like a father to you, and had always referred to you as a daughter to him, which you would always play along with and had called him 'dad', or 'father-ed one' when joking around – which was always what you did with your own father.
"You fucking idiot!" Dean scolded, both Scott and Dwight had to restrain the Welshman from strangling Negan right there and then; Dean was your best friend, of course, and on occasion he often referred to John as a D.I.L.F.
"Well I don't see you fucking looking for her now, do I?!" Negan argued, pushing his luck with Dean, who was much taller and stronger than him.
"I would be, but you got us gathered here like fucking school kids having a smoke at lunch!" Dean spat, his eyes filled with an animalistic brutality.
"You are an idiot, Negan, you did let (Y/N) go, and not to mention, you did kinda sleep with another woman, after what? A week? After telling her you were solely devoted to her. You gotta imagine what she's going through." Scott shrugged, his short fire coloured hair was tousled and scruffy from where Dwight had rudely interrupted him and the duo had frantically searched for you the second they found out you were gone.
"Scott, shut the fuck up before I smash your fucking head in! If you don't have a fucking idea as to where to who the fuck she's with, don't fucking talk!" Negan demanded, the counsel of men he had summoned looked at him with raised eyebrows and looks in their eyes that told Negan that he better shut up.
"Maybe she's gone to Hilltop? She's good friends with that Jesus dude, right? Maybe she went there looking for a bit of sympathy or a shoulder to cry on," Dwight suggested, earning hopeful looks from the four men around him.
"Or maybe she went to see Rick. Y/n knows him from when they were kids, so maybe she went there looking for someone she could rely on, y'know? Someone who knows her more intimately than the rest of us. No disrespect Negan, but I'm sure you don't know half the shit that Rick Grimes does about (Y/N)," Dean offered his cards, which caused Negan to make a growling noise at the thought of Rick Grimes knowing more about you than he did.
"What about Ezekiel? (Y/N) loves animals, and Ezekiel has a bloody tiger. So she could'a gone there to ask 'im if she can just clear 'er 'ead or somethin' by playin' with 'is tiger," John shrugged and the rest of the men nodded, all options seemed plausible, but there was only one way to find out where you were: split up, like in Scooby Doo, and search.
"We sure as shit ain't going together!" Dean protested when Negan said he was going to tag along with him, causing Negan to pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh deeply.
"Fine. John and Dean, the Brits, you can go search Hilltop for (Y/N). Scott and Dwight, the Ravenclaws. you can search Alexandria. And when you four get back, you can fucking go to the Kingdom and see if (Y/N)'s there. If she isn't found by the end of today, I will bash each and every one of you fuckers' heads in. Understand?" Negan growled and each man nodded before setting off to look for you, to save you, and themselves.

"Thanks for letting me swing by, Rick," you smiled shyly, you had known Rick since you were born, as your parents were really close friends from childhood as well, and so you two were almost inseparable; hell, you even kept in touch with him when you met Negan, shortly after the world had gone to shit, by using the walkie-talkies you had purchased when you were in high school so that you could talk when you skipped classes.
"Hey it's no problem, anything for you, (Y/N), you know that," Rick grinned kindly at you and draped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer as the two of you walked side by side through the streets of Alexandria.
"How's Carl, and Judith?" You asked and saw the proud shine in Rick's arctic blue eyes, which in turn made you smile.
"They're good. Carl's coping with his eye better now, and Judith's getting bigger by the day," he smiled and squeezed your shoulders slightly, as if he was talking to the person he loved more than anything in the world.
"And how's Carl dealing with what Negan did?" it had been months since Negan brought Lucille down on Glenn and Abraham, but you still feared for the young Grimes' feelings as he had never had much time to grieve before, which meant he probably had no idea what he was feeling half the time – which you understood, greatly.
"He's getting there. How are you and Negan, anyway? He still treating you well?" Rick retracted his arm from your shoulders and stuffed his hands in his pockets, as if he only just remembered that you were with Negan.
"He slept with another woman." You admitted, you felt safe talking about it with Rick, which is why you didn't cry, or feel anything at all.
"Want me to make good on the promise?" Rick joked, you nudged his arm with your shoulder and chuckled; the second Rick found out you were with Negan, he promised you that he would torture and kill Negan in the most sick and brutal way he knew if he hurt you.
"Nah. He only did it the once, so I'm gonna let him off easy by just leaving," you shrugged, Rick thought to himself for a moment before locking his cerulean eyes on yours and stopping you dead in your tracks.
"You could live here, with me, Carl, and Judith. Scott, Dean and John can come too, if they want. I'd- Carl would love to have Aunt (Y/N) stay" Rick was blushing so much that you could see it from under his trimmed beard, you quickly embraced him and thanked him.
"Maybe..." You shrugged, not wanting to rush from one community to another so quickly.
"And, (Y/N)?" Rick gently grabbed your chin between his index finger and thumb, tilting your face up ever so softly, his voice hardly above a whisper.
"Yeah, Rick?" you lost yourself in his cobalt eyes and suddenly found yourself thinking about Rick in a non-platonic way, which scared you, but also sent a thrill down your spine.
"Don't let him hurt you." Rick whispered before leaning down and placing a kiss on your cheek, causing you to sigh out and grab the collar of his teal shirt, pulling him down as you connected your lips to his; Rick's hands found your waist and he pulled you closer as your hands remained on his shirt collar, his lips were softer than Negan's, and his tongue was gentle and cautious as it explored your mouth.
"I'm so sorry, Rick!" You pulled away and let go of his shirt, Rick was your friend, and you couldn't just cop off with him so shortly after finding out that Negan had betrayed you.
"(Y/N) it's okay." Rick smiled softly and quickly pressed his lips to yours, you returned the kiss and wished that you could force the image of Negan finding out about the kisses out of your mind.