Heal || A Negan Fanfiction

Chapter 15: Miracle

                    "Well hello there."

    I knew that loud voice could've come from one person only: Negan. He stood just a few feet away from me. I must've been sleeping hard because I never heard those engines.

    My heart felt like it had skipped a beat. No time was wasted as I immediately shot up and ran to him. I basically jumped onto Negan, with my legs wrapped around him and all. The embrace was the most warm and welcoming one I've ever had. I cried into his shoulder. Not out of sadness, but relief.

    Slowly, my legs slid back down to where I was standing on my own two feet. His thumb caressed my cheek while he looked me in the eye with his intense stare that would put me in a trance. Next thing I knew, his lips were locked with mine. There was so much love and longing in that one kiss. It was like our silent way of saying how much we missed each other.

    "I love you, doll. Please don't ever fuckin' leave me like that again." He said, his lips still so close to mine that I could feel his warm breath. I gave another short assuring kiss. "I love you too... I promise I won't. Can we go home now?" I asked with a tired voice.

    Negan smiled and gave a soft peck on my head. "Hell yeah. I'm exhausted." He put an arm around me and led me to a truck.

    The ride back to the sanctuary was the most relaxing thing ever, it felt like. I was sprawled out in the back of one of the trucks with Negan. My head was in his lap as he played with my hair. I told him about everything. The past few weeks for me had been absolute hell but I was really just trying to find myself in the midst of all of it.

    "I'm ready now. I'm ready to just settle down. I wasn't sure about anything before and leaving the sanctuary was the worst thing I could do to myself. I want to stay there now and take the time to.. I'm trying to find the right word... Heal, I guess."

    "That's the kind of shit that I want to hear. Doll, I promise I won't do anything to hurt you. Hell, if you want me to get rid of my other wives than I'll do it." Negan replied.

    I smiled up at him. "You'd really do that for me?"
    He nodded his head, yes.

  When we got back to the sanctuary, I took a long, hot shower and then hopped in bed wearing one of Negan's shirts and just a pair of panties. I snuggled up to Negan, who was already laying there looking at some papers. "That dumbass, Dwight, fucked up the peoples' work points. Now I have to look over this shit. Good thing he's locked up."

    I paused for a moment and then sat up. "Locked up?"

    "Yes. He's the asshole who let you get away from this place."
     "Negan, he didn't just let me leave. I was the one who decided that for myself. Please don't take this out on him, it's my fault!"

   He stayed silent and stared me in the eyes. "I'll think about it." Negan groaned. I rolled my eyes and snuggled back up to him, figuring he'd free Dwight soon enough.

    Before I drifted off to sleep, I began to think about how chaotic my life had gotten.

    As I was reminiscing, my ear was up against Negan's chest so I could hear his heart beat. A little smile rippled across my face knowing that I was back home where I belonged. From the time my old community went to hell, to the awful experience in Alexandria, I finally felt stable. Who knew that it was possible to even feel that way in the apocalypse?

    "Goodnight, Negan... I love you."
    "Night, darlin'. I love you too."

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A/N
 
    After many drafts and running into writer's block countless times, I figured that it would be best if the story ended here. But if you want it to continue, let me know in this comments! I was actually wanting to start a new story :)