The Walking Dead Imagines/ Preferences

Imagie for @Dixon_Babygirl

Blood splattered on you from Negan bashing Glenn's head with the baseball bat he called Lucille. You covered you and your husband, Daryls child. She was crying, her and Glenn were very close.

Negan heard the child crying and he turned to the two of you. He bent down in front of you and whispered.

"And who's this?" You were terrified and you could feel Daryls eyes burn into Negans head.
"No answer? Okay then." He stood up and was about to turn around but he looked at Daryl.

"Take him." He told a man. Daryl struggled to get out of their grip, but then more men came and took him, throwing him in the back of the truck.
"NO!" You yelled, tears were flowing down your face. Negan looked at you crying.

"Your husband or some shit?" He scoffed. You nodded vigorously and he laughed.

"Take them too." Rick shook his head no.
"Please, please don't." Your daughter cried.

All you remember was being picked up before someone hit you over the head.

You wake up in a cell, no one but you in it. You're head felt weird and you feel back asleep.

You were Shaken awake by muscular hands and you open your eyes, you squinted and saw Daryl there.

"Wake up we're getting out." You stood up, and Daryl helped you. Your daughter waited outside the cell and you engulfed her in a hug.

Daryl figured a way out and told you to follow him, passing by a dead guy on the floor. You all went and got a truck, and drove off without being spotted.

"How long has it been?" You asked him. Daryl was driving with one hand, and the other was tapping the window.

"I don't know." He mumbled. You nodded and your daughter laid her head on your shoulder trying to sleep.

You got to Hilltop an hour later and that was amazing, you got to see Maggie, Sasha, and Enid again. You heard cars drive up and saw Rick. The group ran towards all of you and Rick said something you have waiting for.

"We're going to war."