Negan lead Carl and I to his wives room. I knew he was just showing off all his beautiful women.
Negan smirked, while looked at Carl's intrigued face. " I know, every woman where you're prom dress like they do the books at an auto shop. Your gonna want to look at there titties. It's fine. I don't mind knock yourself out."Negans gaze fell on Sherry ." May, I have a word with you, dear wife?"
Negan walked over to the bar and whispered with Sherry. A ping of jealousy hit me, seeing him with her.
Carl's smooth voice broke through my thoughts.
" Are you okay? Everyone back home has been thinking you were dead ."
I placed my hand on his shoulder giving a small smile.
" I am trying to just endure my life here. I wish I could be back but Negan won't allow it. So, why did you think it was a good idea to hide in one of his trucks then kill two of his men?"
Carl's head lowered he shuffled his feet ." I was trying to kill him. I didn't care if I died to try. I just wanted him to pay. "
My heart ached at the memory of that night. I had lost the love of my life and they lost two family members, to Negan.
" I know how you feel, but coming alone? That just gives him another reason to hurt or kill someone else you care about ."
Carl nods at my words having a look of regret on his face." If he wants to hurt anyone he can hurt me. I won't let him kill anyone else I care about ."
Carl pulls me in for a hug and I whisper to him " I will try to help you in any way I can."
Negan walks back over with a smile on his face.
" So, let's go have a talk with Carl . I need to decide what to do with you ."
Carl walks ahead of Negan. I quickly follow grabbing Negans arm. My eyes pleading with him.
" Please don't hurt him. He is just a kid "
Negan smirks down at me placing his hand on my cheek " I can't fucking promise anything. He did make a huge ass mistake, and you know what happens when people fucking king crosses me." His voice was deep, and his face was stern as he spoke.
My body stiffens. I feel anger boil inside me. I glare at him hate evident on my face.
" Yes, I do! You may have gotten what you wanted by killing him, but make no mistake Negan. You. Will. Never. Have. Me! "
His face comes close to mine, I feel his warm breath on my face.
" I would be careful with making fucking threats baby. Your hot ass belongs to me. If you want this kid to live I would think twice about making me upset ."
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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.