Living with the Dead.(twd)

Consequences. (189)

MADISON'S POV.

The moment I got home I was hit with the emotions I so badly wanted to hide from Carl. He didn't need to see me like this. Kai met me at the gate and ran inside the sanctuary with me before anybody noticed. Luckily, I made it home before Negan and his saviors.

I didn't speak to him. I couldn't. My words were stuck. But still, I handed him his sisters knife and he returned my mothers necklace. I clutched the necklace close to my chest and I walked as fast as I could away from Kai. I reminded myself to thank him later. I ran upstairs into my room and locked it myself before Negan could.

I threw back the covers of my bed and slid inside. I buried my head in my pillow and screamed.

Why does it have to be like this.
Why did I have to choose between Carl and my baby?
Why can't he understand why I chose my baby?

I cried myself to sleep last night while I curled into ball and clutched my mothers necklace close, wishing that she was here to comfort me and tell me everything was gonna be okay.

Three loud knocks on my door woke me this morning. And I immediately knew who it was.
He unlocked the door and invited himself inside.
Now, he is making himself comfortable on the couch while I throw my blankets over my head. I can't stand to listen to him right now.

"Stop being so damn lazy Madison. It's a beautiful day, get out of bed." He chimes.
"Would you shut up? I'm tired." I snap.

I curse Negan for giving me a room with only two rooms. One is a bathroom and the other is basically everything else. The kitchen, sitting room and bedroom all combined into one room.

Negan sighs but ignores me.
"You know, I was thinking this morning-"
"That's not good."
"Shush, I was thinking that you never really had a proper look around here. You've only had a glance outside while you were working for me and you've only went to the hub a few times. The people here are really nice, you should meet them."
"I've seen more of this place than I wanted to. And I'm not talking to anyone here that supports a psychotic killer freak who carries a stupid bat." I mumble.

I suddenly jump with fright when I hear something shatter. I sit up in the bed and find Negan standing with his bat in his hand, lingering over the tv. Glass covers the ground below it.
He actually smashed my tv with his bat. The Tv didn't work, but still, this guy is crazy.

"You know, I can understand your hatred for me for killing your friends but you will NOT insult Lucille.
I can take a few insults myself but insult Lucille and you'll have yourself a war, got it?"
"Sure."
"Second thing. She's not a stupid bat. Her name is Lucille."
"Looks like a bat to me." I shrug.
His nostrils flare and he lifts his bat again, except this time he brings it down on the lamp next to the couch.

"HEY!" I yell. I actually liked that lamp.
"Her name is Lucille!!" He yells back.
"You better be getting me a new lamp cause you're gonna have a war on your hands if you break anything else in here."
"Madison, I'm an angry man with a Lucille in his hands, DON'T TEST ME!"
"Well, IM A HORMONAL, PISSED OFF, PREGNANT TEENAGER! DON'T TEST ME!" I yell back.

He hesitates for a second, genuinely wondering who won here.
He studies my face and must have registered just how pissed off I am because he lowers his bat.... Lucille, whatever it's called.

"Look, kid. I don't wanna fight. I took you because you're really cool. I need someone badass like you around here. Plus, I wanted to piss Rick off, I think I succeeded there, right? Am I right ?" He laughs.
I ignore him.

"Anyways, I don't want us to be at each other's throats because if I'm gonna be honest with you, I don't know who'd win. You're pretty scary if you haven't noticed. I mean, if you didn't have that baby bump I'd shit my pants to be around you." He says dramatically.
I continue to ignore him.