Heal || A Negan Fanfiction

Chapter 1: Under His Trance

It all happened so quick. Everything was okay until the walls came down. Then it was just a flash. There were cars plowing through our people. When those devils emerged from their  vehicles, they shot at us. I watched helplessly as my old friends got their brains blown out.

I still don't know how I made it out with him.

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    My eyes were closed as I listened to the sound of the car zoom along. No I was not asleep. Ever since the day my camp was taken down by that gang, I hadn't gotten a good night of rest. Nothing was the same. Images of loved ones being brutally killed would forever be drilled into my head. It was all I ever saw when I tried to sleep.

My community had taken me in. It never really went by a specific name so no other colonies didn't know much about us. Within the first few days of staying there, a kind boy named Erik took a liking to me. Ever since then, we've been boyfriend and girlfriend.

Not too long before the town was attacked, he developed a heavy drinking problem. He became more aggressive and cold with me. The sweet gestures he'd do more for me became no more.

Here we were in the car alone. Erik was driving us to God knows where. The both of us were broken. But he took it a lot harder than I did. His treatment for me worsened. Deep down inside, I wished I wasn't left with him. I would've preferred to escape with anyone else from the community. We were both going through a lot though, so I had to be patient with him.

The car suddenly jumped, breaking me from my thoughts. It began to veer off the road. Gunshots could be heard outside. "What the hell?!" Erik shouted, trying to steer us forward. I could feel one of the wheels go completely flat. Then it happened again, only taking out all of the wheels that time. Our car skidded and before I knew it, we were rolling right into a ditch.

When the car finally came to a halt, it was flipped upside down. I looked over at Erik who was knocked out cold. He had a large piece of glass stuck in his shoulder and his arm was in a position that it definitely didn't need to be in. My adrenaline was kicked in so I was numb to the pain for the moment. I was total shock so I just sat there.

When I looked down at my arm, I saw a long gushing cut on it. I was losing blood fast. "Holy hell! We really took these fuckers down didn't we?" A loud voice rang from outside. I glanced out there, but was only able to see grass since we were flipped over.

Two boots appeared at my window. The person's legs bent, allowing them to crouch and take a look at us. It was a man with dark hair and a peppered beard. "Well hello there." A devilish grin spread across his face as he spoke. My head was throbbing. I couldn't even comprehend what was going on. Everything began to fade into total darkness.

•Negan's POV•

Looking at the totaled car, I thought they'd be dead. But like the kind man I am, I went to check on their sorry-asses. As I crouched down to take a look, I saw a girl in the passenger seat. A part of me actually regretted having my men shoot their car. She looked at me for a few seconds and passed out.

I studied her for a few seconds. Hell, it probably wasn't the right time to notice how hot she was. I got pissed when I saw another man in the driver's seat. "Someone come get these two. We're bringin' em home, boys!" I yelled.

•Arabella's POV•

My eyes slowly fluttered open after feeling like I'd slept for hours. I looked around the room to absorb my surroundings. There were medical supplies everywhere. To my right, Erik was sleeping in another bed. He had a cast on his arm. Whoever had taken us in had obviously cared enough to tend to our wounds.

My arm was bandaged and I could feel a small patch on my cheekbone as well. Like earlier, my head began to throb horribly. I laid my head back down to rest it, but it was hard for me to stay still though. Tons of thoughts raced through my mind.

I had no idea where I was, who brought me here, or how our car even crashed in the first place.

The sound of a door creaking open broke me out of my thoughts. Careful not to move my head too fast, I looked up to see who was there. It was that same man who I'd seen just before I passed out. "Sleeping beauty is finally awake! You sure did take one hell of a crash there, darlin'. How'd ya sleep?" He chuckled.

From looking at him, he seemed pompous and cocky. Just being in his presence was a little too overbearing. "Who are you and why am I here?" I asked with attitude, ignoring his question.

He rolled his eyes as he sat on the foot of my bed. "So many questions already? Damn girl you need to slow your roll... I'm Negan, the leader of this place. You're here because I fuckin' saved your asses. So before you start sassin' me, you should thank me!"

I paused for a moment, eyeing the man who supposedly went by the name of Negan. "Thank you... But you shot at our car." I spoke. He laughed menacingly which made me uncomfortable. The tall man stood up off the bed and towered over me. There was no telling what this man had done to people, but I had a feeling he's inflicted a lot if pain on others. Looking at the bat he had in hand, he seemed dangerous.

"You're right, sweetheart. But you're still alive and fuckin' breathing! I wasn't even going to bother savin' your ass until I saw that pretty little face of yours." He spoke, slowly getting closer to my face.

I studied his features. His handsome looks made me blush just looking at him. For some reason, my body went completely stiff. It's like his eyes had some kind of hold on me... As if I were under his control. The fact that his face was just inches away from mine made me forget that Erik was even there. That quickly changed once he woke up.

"Hey! Get the hell away from my girlfriend, asshole!" Erik suddenly shouted, breaking me out of Negan's trance.

Negan smirked as he approached Erik. "Oh you are so gonna regret calling me that soon." He growled, giving Erik the evil eye.
"You're the one who's hovering over Arabella like some kind of creep!" Erik spat back.

Watching their interactions made me incredibly anxious. I eyed his bat, hoping that he wouldn't hit Erik with it. My tense shoulders loosened when I saw Negan walk out the door. But within just a few seconds, he came back with two men. "You know what to do, boys." He said, leaning back cockily. The men forcefully grabbed Erik and began to walk out with him.

"What the hell are you going to do with him?" I asked Negan nervously.
"Relax, doll. He's goin' to the cells for now."

"You can't just separate us like that!" I yelled as I tried to run after those guys. Before I could get passed the threshold, Negan grabbed my arm. There was that look again, that same intense stare had me frozen. It irked me because it was like he knew he had me under this little spell. "Yes, I can separate you." He spoke matter-of-factly.

I realized that there was nothing I could do to stop him. He claimed to be the leader of this place, which I had no idea how big it was at the time. But he seemed to have plenty of men who worked for him. If I tried to make a stupid move, they'd be quick to punish me. So, I decided not to fight it.

I still had to find a way to get Erik back. Meanwhile, I'd just have to go with the flow of things.