The Stolen Bride

Chapter 2

Warnings: Language

Negan's men flood the van grabbing you and pulling you away from Daryl and out of the van. Daryl turns and punches the men attempting to restrain him, getting away for a moment. He begins to walk towards you but one of the men pulls out a gun and points it at the back of Daryl's head, stopping him in his tracks with the click of the hammer pulling back. The man has blonde hair and the left side of his face is badly scarred from what you assume was a burn. You know recognize him as the same man that held Daryl's crossbow to Daryl's head at the line up.

"Dwight! Put that gun down. These are our guests and they are to be treated as such." Negan says grinning in your direction. "Now, since I like both of you I will give you both 3 options. Daryl, you can either work for me for points. " Negan says motioning to a tall chain link fence. Looking closer you notice people dressed in only filthy white jump suits with orange spray painted letters on them fighting with Walkers, pinning them up against the fence and stabbing them in the head with dull, rusty pieces of metal.

"You could join me, or you can meet Lucille like your red head and Asian friends did."

"No, I ain't ever gonna join you." Daryl says.

Negan pauses before continuing. "Who are you?" he asks pointing his baseball bat at Dwight.

"Negan." He replies.

"Who are you?" Negan's asks another man.

"Negan." He responds.

"Who. Are. You?" He asks a third.

"Negan." He says.

"You see? You can't escape me. I am everywhere."

Negan says putting his arms up and motioning to the group of men that surround him. "There's no use trying to fight it."

"Don't mean I won't try." Daryl growls.

"I'll tell you what. Because I like you I'm not going to kill you, not yet. Dwight, take Daryl for a time out. And Daryl you go without a fight or I will kill your little girlfriend here."

Dwight grabs Daryl's collar and starts pulling him away. Daryl looks back at you as if to say his goodbyes.

"Wait!" You shout. "Can I at least say goodbye?"

"Of course." Negan says in a tone of faked sympathy.

You run up to Daryl and throw your arms around his neck. His arms slide around your waist as he pulls you closer to him. You take a moment to inhale his earthy scent and savor his touch not knowing when you would be able to again.

"I will get us out of this. I promise." He says kissing your forehead.

You nod in response. His lips find yours and you kiss him back passionately. Your lips only parting by Dwights pulling on Daryl. Daryl releases you reluctantly from his arms and follows Dwight into the darkness. You stand now alone in front of the man that killed your friends and that has now taken away the love of your life. Your knees begin to shake and finally give out making you fall to the ground. You stare at the ground as warm tears wet your cheeks yet again. Negan walks toward you stopping only inches from you placing Lucille in front of him.

"Now for you, you pretty little thing. You can either work for me for points, die along with your boyfriend, or marry me."

Your stomach is in your throat. "I'm already married." You say.

"So was Dwight but I married his fine ass wife anyways. Listen, you marry me and I give you what ever you want. "

"Would you free Daryl?"

"No, you see Daryl is special and he will be of great use to me someday. Now which will it be beautiful?" Negan leans down so his lips brushed your ear. "Or you can join that Asian kid and the burly redhead in hell. Your choice."

You sit in the dirt in defeat. You have no other choice. You don't want to die and you don't want anything to happen to Daryl. What other choice do you have? Saying no would be the end for both you and for Daryl.

"Fine, I'll marry you." You say hanging your head in defeat.

"That's my girl! Now let's get you situated. Joey here will show you to your room. I will be up later to see how you are settling in."

A hefty man, who you assume is Joey, steps forward from the semicircle of Negan's men. Joey comes up to you and extends a hand down to you which you do not take. You stand on shaky legs and follow Joey into a huge grey building.

The inside of the building is just grey as the outside and very industrial, like it was some kind of factory before everything went down. Your footsteps echo as you and Joey continue to walk. He leads you around the maze of hallways until you reach a stair case which you proceed to climb. After several sets you reach a door which Joey opens for you. This floor is much different than the first. It has almost a homely feeling. The floors are wooden instead of cold cement and the walls are painted red, there are even some pictures hanging on them.

Joey brings  you down one more hallway and opens the door at the end of it. It is a bedroom, a massive bedroom. Well at least to you its massive. Anyone else would probably say otherwise. You enter and Joey closes the door behind you, not saying a word.
The floors are carpeted in white shag and the walls are painted the same red as the walls outside. A dresser sits just left to a queen sized bed. The bed has a canopy of white lights and is made neatly with blankets that are black and white with a lace pattern on them and pillows to match. There is also a small barred window on the same wall as the bed. The room has two other white doors in it. One on the left side and another on the right but none of that matters now.

You stand in the middle of the room still processing exactly what happened. The scene of Negan killing Abraham and Glenn play over and over in your mind. Refusing to utilize anything Negan has offered you slump to the floor, facing the bed, and pull your legs to your chest. You sob until a light knock sounds at your door. It creaks open and a deep voice follows

"Hey." You recognize it as Negan's. "How's it going?
Do you like your room?" He asks.

You don't reply. Instead, you just sit with your head on your knees trying to convince yourself that this is all a dream. That soon you are going to wake up with Daryl next to you in your own bed in your own room in Alexandria. Negan's large hand finds your shoulder, making you jump. You pull away quickly from it, making him sigh.

"Listen, cupcake. You don't have to look at me or talk to me, just listen. There are rules around here and they are there to keep you alive. The only one you need to worry about right now is you do not cheat on me. If you do, your little lover boy will meet some hot ass iron. If you really don't like it here with me then you and your lover boy can go work with the others for points which in the end you will probably die doing. Do we understand?"

You take a moment to take in his words before nodding your head.

"That's my girl. Now, I brought you a little present. I wasn't sure what size to bring you so I just measured by eye."

You can almost feel the grin creep on his lips as he says those words. It makes chills run down your spine and your stomach jump to your throat just thinking about his eyes on you. Negan walks further into the room to set down his gift, which was a pink and black bag, on the bed before turning to leave. You avoid looking at him as he walks in front of you.

"I'm going to give you the rest of the day to adjust. I know you didn't sleep last night, which is understandable, but we have a big day tomorrow. Your gonna meet the rest of my wives tomorrow so I want you to get nice and rested up."

The door clicks as shut behind him, finally leaving you alone in the room once again. His words resonate through you. There are others? How many other women has he taken? You ask yourself. You don't know but there is one thing that you do know. You have to get out of here.