Negan's Daughter

Chapter 66

My feet hit the cement and my eyes devoured the building in front of me. It was steel and tall. Walkers were trapped in fences, attacking people in suits. I let out a slow breath as Negan crossed around the truck and stood next to me. I kept my eyes on the building. My teeth were clenched so hard I could taste blood. "Say hello to your new home." He gleamed. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I flinched. He laughed softly before urging me forward. He brought me inside the building and we headed up a long staircase. "I haven't been expecting you but I have plenty of rooms you can pick from. I'll have one of my men clear it out. Of course it can't be too far from mine, wouldn't want you to try and leave. Then again it shouldn't be too close." He grinned at me. "My wives are loud." My face contorted to disgust.

"Wives?" I asked as we stopped in front of one of the floor doors. He opened it for me and I walked in on to the floor.

"Yes, wives. I'm thinking about adding a new one to my collection, that Chinese man's wife was pretty hot." Negan smirked. I bit my lip to hold back my anger But failed.

"Touch her and I'll make sure you die slowly." I paused. "And he was Korean." I added before walking off down the hall. Negan caught up to me and laughed behind me.

"Oh man, you're going to make this hard aren't you, I thought you were this strong badass but I think you're just reckless and stupid." Negan taunted. I spun around to glare at him.

"You want this to be easy? You killed two of my friends and now my group hates me. I want to kill you. I want to rip your chest open and stomp your heart onto the pavement like you've done to me." Negan smiled at me then shifted onto his other leg.

"If you love your group so much why didn't you take my offer and kill me?" I opened my mouth to speak but couldn't think of anything. I closed my mouth again. "I know why, because you're weak."

"I am not." I spat in defense. "I've been through hell"-

"Strength isn't how much shit you can take, it's whether you can get shit done despite what you're going through. You mouthing off to me after I killed two of your group members is weakness. Now I can help you become the badass you can be but only if you let me. Can you do that or is this going to be hard? He finished and I glanced inside the room. There was a bed and a window with bars letting sunlight drip in. The room smelt musty and the paint was peeling off of the walls. I glared back at Negan. The only way to keep this safe from her was too do what he says. He was right. No matter what he has done he can still do more based on my actions. I could gain his trust and I could kill him but only if I play him by his own game. I swallowed the lump in my throat then let out a deep breath. I twitched my mouth into a contorted smile.

"I can do that."