I walked down the stairs seeing Sherry and Dwight drinking some coffee." Hey, did you both sleep well?"
I ask as I grab a cup and fill it with the dark liquid. Dwight brings his cup down on the bar ." We did, thank you for helping us. "
I smile as sit beside them on a stool. "How did you guys find me?"
Dwight sighs " We didn't mean too actually. We had been staying in one of the houses in the neighborhood you left. We heard the car so we panicked and ran into the woods nearby. When we heard your voice we followed you back here.
We stayed out of sight until all of you guys were in your houses. That's when we crept in here and waited for you to come out of the shower ."
" So, is Negan looking for you both ?"
They both nod.
"Are you sure he didn't follow you both here ?"
Sherry pipes up ." We had to leave, I don't want Dwight killed because he helped you ." She spat, aggressively.
" I am sorry for putting him at risk. He was the only person I could trust. I never wanted him to suffer for helping me ."
She studied my face to see I am sincere ." I am sorry I am just on edge. I don't want to lose him ."
I get up and hug her close, trying to reassure her.
" I want to keep you both safe. You are more than welcome to stay here as long as you need too ."
"We want to help get supplies. We know of a place not far from here. It looked like it had a lot of canned food. "
Dwight pipes in as get up to grab his gun. " We will go check it out an be back in a couple hours ."
Sherry takes one last sip like it was her last, ss she follows her husband out my door.
"Good luck !" I yell as they exit my home.
Dwight's P.O.V.
We sneak out of Alexandria with no problems. We are slowly dredging through the mud and trees that seem to have no end. Sherry is scanning the woods like a deer, eyes scanning the area, wary of any predators.
We finally, make it to the store and take out our duffle bags. We fill them with a large amount of canned food and dried pasta. I go to grab a bag of chips but quickly drop it when I hear the sound of engines.
"Sherry! We have to hide !"
We run to the back of the store to hide in the storage closet. I hear Simon and Negan. They banter a little back and forth. I hear them talking about the alcohol. Then I realize I left our bags on the ground.
We are in deep shit.
The door of the closet is opened. I am staring right into the face of the devil himself ." Hey Dwight boy!"
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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.