Negan's daughter R.G (ON HOLD)

9

The sun was shining in my eyes. I was laying on my jacket. Rick wasn't really in a friendly mood to give me a blanket. He stood watch at my cell all night. I still had my knife in my pocket. I may have a chance to get out. I could probably pick the lock.

My hair was surprisingly still in place. I yawned and stretched. "Good you're up" Rick said. I didn't look at him. I got up and put on my jacket. "You in a hurry?" He asked. "Why am I here Rick?" I asked throwing my arms up. "Because I'm the devils daughter?" I asked.  "You could be used against him" Rick said. "I told you I'm not helping you" I said.

"My Dad probably already figured out that I'm missing so I'd say that you have a few hours before they find me, and kill everyone you love" I said. "He's not gonna find you" Rick answered. "How long do you plan on keeping me in here?" I asked. "Until we can arrange an agreement with Negan" he said.

I turned around and faked a smile "Yeah good luck with tha" I stopped talking. My stomach started to hurt again. My throat felt like it was tightening up. I Leaned against the wall. Rick was confused while staring at me. He didn't know if I was faking or if he should actually help me.

I started to feel it come up. Rick quickly opened the cell and gave me a bucket. I threw up and I held my hair back. Rick stood there and looked away. I wiped my mouth, and I rested my head against the wall. "I'll let you clean yourself off...but we need to be clear on something" he said crouching in front of me.

"If you try to hurt my family or you try to run...I will kill you" he said gently pulling me up. I just looked at him, and didn't say anything. Those blue eyes...beautiful. I nodded, and he nodded back.

He took me to his house. Carl was no where to be seen but I amused he was around. Rick lead me upstairs to their bathroom. He brought some clothes, and a toothbrush with a little bit of toothpaste. I smiled at the thought. He threatened to kill my but he's being nice at the same time?

After my shower I put my clothes on. The shirt I was wearing; I amused it was Rick's. The shirt was white, and it was slightly big for me. The shirt kind of smelt good like him. I bit my lip at the thought. I brushed my teeth and looked for a hair brush. The one I found hadn't been used so I felt comfortable using it.

I walked down the stairs and walked outside. Carl was sitting on the porch with a toddler. He looked surprised to see me. He stood up with the little girl. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "Your friends kidnapped me...and your Dad was kind enough to offer me to shower" I said flinging my hair back.

He still stood there holding the girl. "May I?" I asked holding out my arms. He was hesitant, "I'm not gonna hurt her" I said. He handed her over and I smiled. "Hey there" I said with a smile. "What's your name?" I asked in a baby voice. She didn't speak. "Judith" Carl said. "Judith...that's a beautiful name" I said lightly tapping her nose.

She grabbed my hair and started playing with it. She was starting to lighten up to me. We made faces back and forth. "You have your Daddy's eyes" I said. "She's not my Dads" Carl said. I looked at him and then seen Rick standing on the bottom of the stairs.

Carl put his head down and it felt awkward. Why would he say that? Was Judith an orphan that they had taken in? No, there's no way. She shared the same diamond eyes as Rick. "Carl take Judith inside...the saviours are coming" he said. I looked at Rick, and I gently passed Judith over to Carl. He quickly took her, and went inside.

Rick grabbed my arm and we started walking. He started gripping harder. He took me to a car. I got fed up and took his hand off my arm. "I can walk perfectly fine" I said angrily. He pushed me into the car, and got in on the other side. I crossed my arms like a child.

"What about your friends? He'll think it's suspicious that you're gone" I said. He clenched his jaw, and started to drive. I tucked my knife away in my shoe. The atmosphere became very awkward, and uncomfortable. He didn't say anything for the entire ride. I didn't talk either because to be honest I didn't have anything to say. Rick probably wouldn't want to hear it anyway.

We finally stopped. We parked in front of a wooden house. The wood looked rotten, and the windows were busted. He got out and started walking towards the house. I guess he expected me to follow him. I got out of the car, and followed slowly behind him. Slowly, and quietly I took out my knife.

I met with him inside. "What are we doing here?" I asked looking around. "Looking for supplies" he said looking in the drawers. I walked in the next room. Everything in this house was pretty much picked over. I looked under the bed just to make sure. I got up and went to look for Rick. "There's nothing here" I said.

He pushed me up against the wall. "Ssh!" He said holding his finger out against my lips. I made eye contact with him and suddenly my breathing became heavy. Our bodies were really close together and we stared at each other. He looked away and held his knife tightly. I turned my head to look out the window. Two men were approaching the house. "Saviours" I whispered.

He pulled us into the other room. He was crouched beside the door. "you scream or say" I rolled my eyes and got up. He grabbed my arm, and I pulled out my knife. He backed off and got up. "Hey!" I said hiding my knife. "It's Rey" one of the men said. "Rey your Dad sent us to find you" the other man said. "Thank god you came" I said.

I pulled out my knife and stabbed him in the neck. "Rey what the hell are you doing?!" The other man yelled. Rick came out, and stabbed the man repeatedly in the heart. The man fell to the ground dead. Rick continued to stab him. "I think he's dead" I said. He rubbed his face and grabbed my knife. "What the hell are you doing?!" I asked. "Get in the truck Rey" he said jumping in.
                           "Asshole"