Negan's POV
The following morning...."Go through every single god damn house here! I want this fuckin' place turned upside down!" I ordered my men. They all moved like damn walkers because of how early it was. "Hurry your sorry asses up!"
I had to force my way into Alexandria all because Rick wanted to be an ass as usual. The morning trip would've been a hell of a lot easier if he just cooperated. But of course, he gave me that shitty scowl he always has on his face. "I'm gonna let you in on a little somethin', prick. If my men don't find Arabella, somebody here is gonna fuckin' pay."
Rick kept his mouth shut. He was too much of a pussy to look me straight in the eyes. "She's not here. I don't know where she is... Please-"
"I'm not falling for your fuckin' lies. Do I have to make myself clear... Again?"
He still didn't say a damn word. All he could do was shake his head. I laughed at how much of a dumbass he was and walked away to do a little inspecting myself. Everybody seemed more on edge than they normally were. These people were definitely up to some sneaky shit. I knew that Rick wasn't telling me where she really was, he can't even lie to save his own damn life.
"Boss, we checked everywhere and there's no sign of her." Simon came up and told me.
I clenched my fists, trying not to beat someone's ass right then and there. Angrily, I turned to Rick. "You know what this means. Best part is, you get to choose the lucky winner!" I explained, waving Lucille around. His eyes followed her. I could see fear written all over him which only fueled me even more.
"You're not gonna choose?... Have it your way. Arat, shoot somebody." I ordered one of my workers. Gladly, she pulled out her pistol and shot at a fat lady with glasses. If I can even recall correctly, her name was Olivia. She was an annoying bitch anyways.
Some people screamed while others just stood there in shock as bits of her brain blew out. Rick kept his eyes on the ground. "You see? This is what happens when you fucking lie to me, Rick. People die and the blood is on your hands. I could've let you down pretty damn easily if you just told me where Arabella is." I said lowly, getting in his face. "I'm not leaving this place until I get some fuckin' answers."
"She's not here... We sent her away." He admitted with a shaky voice.
"What the hell do you mean?" I growled.
"I kicked her out."Those words did something to me. Sure, I already had a strong beef with Rick but that made me want to bash his fucking head even more. It took everything I had to not just beat the holy hell out of him. Arabella was out there all alone with the damn walkers.
It wasn't only walkers that could get a hold of her. Who knows what kind of miserable piece of shit could try and kill her? Just thinking about it made me even angrier.
I stared Rick down, clenching my jaw. 'Today's not gonna be the day that I take mercy on this sorry fucker.' I thought. My jaw clenched before I opened my mouth to speak.
"Boys, let's load the trucks and head out. But first.... Arat, kill another one."
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Arabella's POVThe sun was burning down on me as I walked along the road. I'd stumbled across a few walkers here and there, but not anything I couldn't handle. It was just the anticipation that was killing me more than anything. My eyes were heavy. Sleep didn't come very easy the night before.
I was literally huddled up inside of a hollow tree. There had to have been several bugs and what not in there so I stayed awake for the most part.
When I woke up, I started walking on the road yet again. My empty stomach and pained feet didn't seem to phase me. Hours had passed. I had no clue how many, but it was definitely a long time. Eventually, I had to stop and sit down. "You can do this, Arabella." I whispered to myself with closed eyes.
I thought about how much better things would get once I'd arrive at the sanctuary. I'd get to be in Negan's arms and hear his voice again.
The sound of loud thunder roared above me, shaking me from my day dreams. "Great." I muttered sarcastically. Small drops of rain began to fall on me. Since I already had plenty of water in my bag, the rain would only be a nuisance.
I kept walking even in the rain until the sky was dark and it came to be too much. My clothes were heavy and I just couldn't bare to continue. It all seemed so worthless. A small part of me felt like I was lost and would never find my way back to Negan. The loneliness had settled inside of me, and it sure did make itself at home.
With a weak and worn out body, I plopped to ground. The cement of the empty road scraped me lightly but I didn't care. More and more rain continued to pour down on me as I stared up at in the black night sky.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. "I'm sorry for even leaving you, Negan." I cried to no one. "God, I'm so stupid"
Laying there in the middle of the road made me a target to anything and everything. Again, I just didn't care anymore. I figured that maybe it was finally my time to leave this world that had beaten me down so low. My fight to stay alive was all useless in the end. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and decided to allow the apocalypse to take me anyway it wanted to. "I'm done."
I had fallen into yet another deep sleep. It was actually peaceful, aside from the rain beating down on me.
It felt like I'd only slept for five minutes when I heard the voice. "Well, hello there."
-- I know it's super short and kind of shitty. Plus I've been slow at updating. Life has just been really busy lately so bare with me, guys! --
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Heal || A Negan Fanfiction
FanfictionThe apocalyptic world is a cruel and dark place. It broke Arabella's soul, leaving her desperate for some kind of assurance. When she thinks all hope is lost, she finds it in the most unexpected of places: Negan's sanctuary. But with him, safety alw...