TWD imagines (smut?)

Carl

You were awoken with a bright light. You squint to see a kid about your age, but much taller and larger than you. He wasn't fat, just larger than your small frame. You slowly sit up as best you could with your hands tied together.

"Hey, how're you feeling?" He asked in a soft voice. You felt a good vibe around him, but ignored it. You can't trust anyone.

All you did was keep a soft glare in his direction.

"I'm not gonna hurt you." He looked around nervously. He was actually quite handsome. He had blond hair and bright blue eyes, he was wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a plain white t-shirt and converse. You basically had the same exact outfit, which is quite weird.

"My name is Luke." He said with a soft smile. You hesitate before opening your mouth, but before you could speak someone else did.

"Get out of here kid." You heard. Luke frowned and looked at you. You suddenly became panicky.

'Be careful' He mouthed to you before walking away. You look down at your dirty converse, that is until the light was blocked by a figure. You looked up to see an older man with a creepy smile. You did not get a good vibe from him.

"I don't know if you remember me, from last night." He says, stepping closer to you. You stand your ground, you're not a pussy, "I'm Jessie. I was the one who gave the guys that were fighting against you the rope." He stops and crouches in front of you. "Always have it close by. There's so many things to do with rope." He said in a seductive tone. You look at him with disgust and he laughs.

"What kind of women are you, that isn't into that stuff." He said, stroking your shoulder.

"I'm 17." You say angrily. He has a sudden look of shock but then he smirks.

"Even better." He says before ripping your shirt. Sudden flashbacks from the Governor goes through your mind. You jump back and crawl into the corner quickly. He goes up to you and crouches again, face very close to yours. His hand is going up your leg. He opens his mouth to say something but you head but him and he falls backwards. He stands up with anger and yanks you to your feet.

"You little bi-" he was cut off with a loud bang. You both look over to see Negan walk in with Lucille . You were immediately released and you fell to the ground. You back up a little to watch the scene unfold.

"What do we have here?" Negan spoke slowly, swinging Lucille over his shoulder and leaning back like he usually does.

"I was checking up on the girl." Jessie says shakily. Negan smirks.

"No," he drags out the 'I', "It looked like you were just about to rape this little girl." Negan says, "do you know how unacceptable that is?"

"I-I'm sorry sir." Jessie says. Negan nods and gets a knife out. He looks the man in the eyes before sticking the knife through his throat. You gasp slightly and watch Negan pull the knife out, the man collapsing to the ground. You look up at Negan with a little fear in your eyes as he walks slowly towards you.

He crouches down in front of you and cuts off the ropes. You back away into the corner and bring your knees to your chest, hugging them. He stands up and drops the bloody knife in front of you.

"You can use this however you want. You can use it to kill me, hell you could slit your wrists. Or you could use it to kill rapey Jessie once he turns. It's up to you sweetheart." He says, walking towards the cell entrance. He turns towards you before exiting and hands Lucille to one of his people before taking off his shirt.

Holy shit he's fit.

He walks over to you and hands you his shirt, you hesitantly take it. You can't go around with a torn shirt showing off your bra.

He smiles warmly at you before turning around and leaving. After someone closes the door You change into Negans shirt. It was still a white shirt but it hung to your knees. So you took one of the many hair ties you had on your wrist, and tied it so it fit better. You also put your long Y/H/C into a high ponytail.

You pick up the knife and stab the disgusting man in the head. You take a breath and wipe your sweaty forehead. Now what? Just as you thought that a piece of paper was slid under the door of the cell. You tuck the knife under the tight belt you had on so it's secure.

You pick up the paper and read it.

Now is your chance, hurry

You read. You quickly gather yourself. You have to get back. Get back to your family, your best friend. They must be worried sick. It wasn't your fault though. You were out looking for supplies and they just took you. Like you were an item at the grocery store they needed.

You push open the door, which was locked earlier, and take a look around. No one. You walk out and down the long hallway. After a bit of wandering you found a door labeled Exit. You dash to the door and push it open. You walk into a courtyard with a tall fence surrounding it, you were guessing the fence was around the whole place.

You waste no time climbing up it. Once you were safely on the other side you run like hell in the direction of Alexandria.

~

It took you a while to find your way but you did. You were sweaty, dehydrated and exhausted. You walk up the road towards the gates.

"Y/N?!" You recognized Tara's voice. She must have been on watch. The gates were immediately opened and you run into your home. You were met with A surprised looking Carl.

"Carl." You breathed out before fainting.

~

It's been a couple days since you got back to Alexandria. Everyone was beyond mad that you were taken. Carl was probably the maddest of them all, which makes sense since he's your best friend.

You were in the house you shared with Carl, Rick and Judith getting ready to go out for a run.

"What are you doing?" You heard from behind you. You gasp slightly and turn around to be met with your one eyed best friend leaning against the door way with his arms crossed.

"What does it look like you dweeb?" You joke a bit and turn back to what you were doing.

"You're not going out there again. Not after what happened." Carl says in a demanding voice. Your eyes widen at his dominance and you turn around to face him.

"Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do?" You ask, beyond annoyed.

"You were taken away from me, you were almost raped and you got back in his shirt." He said, almost yelling.

"But I got back didn't I?! I'm not going to just sit around doing nothing when I could be out helping." You defend yourself.

"You're not leaving. Not yet." He said, walking in and shutting your bedroom door.

"Carl." You say surprised.

"I mean it, Y/N."

"I don't understand you! I came back. I made it back-"

"And you're risking getting taken again! You shouldn't even be here, you should be hiding at Hilltop with Maggie and Daryl." He says.

"But I am here and I mind as well make the best of it." You yell. You suddenly realize how close you two are, basically touching his nose. You were both breathing heavy.

He sighs and places his forehead on yours.

"I'm not loosing you again." He whispers before kissing you passionately.