The sunlight streams through the blinds causing the partials of dust to be soon through its rays. I sleepily run my eyes allowing a yawn to escape my lips.
I glance at Negans still deep in sleep. His naked body only covered by our soft sheets all tangled up around us. I remove the covers from my tired body then head for a shower.
I am able to slip in and allow the warm water to caress my skin. I wash my hair and body then turn the water off. I wrap a fluffy towel around my body and grab some clothes. I bought a simple light pink dress with leggings. I paired it with some boots and blue jacket. I did my normal routine and decided to make us breakfast.
I turned my head over my shoulder making sure he was still sleeping as I shut the door behind me. Negan made sure that some stuff from the sanctuary was brought for us. I opened the fridge and took out the eggs, milk, and grabbed the flour out of the cabinet.
I know pancakes are one of Negans favorite foods, so I decided to make us some. My grandmother had an old recipe that her mother gave her and that's what I am using now. I mix up my ingredients and poured my batter then turned the stove on. I was about to make my first one when I noticed a figure in the woods.
At first, I thought it was walker but then I saw the man mien to fast to be a walker. I walked to the door and gingerly walked down the steps. My heart raced as I took each step. The leaves crunched under my boots as I walked into the woods.
I keep looking around trying to find the person I saw. I am unsure if it was a man or a woman but I do know somebody is here. I clasped my hand onto a tree trying to ease the growing need to throw up. I eventually do and just as I bring my head an up I hear the sound of a gun being cocked.
" Don't you dare move !" The voice spoke firmly.
I stayed still as the figure came around the tree revealing its identity. My eyes got big as I saw who was holding a gun to me. My breathing became heavy and my mind raced as to why this person would do this. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion an shock.
" How could you hold a gun to me ?" I asked in shock and anger. The woman's lips curved into a smile as she held the gun to me ." I want Negan to be taken down! I am tired of being his little wife! I want my freedom back! If Rick wins this I get to be free! Besides he isn't the only one who wants Negan out.
We will have a new leader soon, and he will be better then Negan. "
My eyes began to water as I heard her words.
" Who? Who would take Negans place? How do you know this?"
She smiled proudly. "My uncle will take over. He will do a much better job. You will see."
" Who is your uncle?"
She was about to respond when a truck pulled up revealing Rick. He opened the car door and made his way over to me.
" I am sorry Katie. I wish I didn't have to do this but .."
" You are doing this to get even! Don't pretend this isn't what you want ! I know if Carl knew you were doing this he would be ashamed of you !"
I spat as I glared into his eyes." Carls dying and I can't change that. I can make his death worth something if I end this. So just get in the truck ."
His blue eyes locked with mine as I held my ground.
" I am not going with you ." I spat angrily.
Rick sighed as he looped his fingers through his belt loop.
" I figured you would say that."
That's the last thing I saw before it all went black.
Ricks P.O.V.
I gently picked her up after Sonya nocked her out." Thanks for your help. Make sure Negan gets this note and that he does what he is supposed to do." I handed her the letter and placed Katie in the truck.
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Negan's Seamstress.
FanfictionMy fingers glide down the fabric as I finish my last stitch. I sigh as I place the dress on the rack with the others. I soon hear the sound of bells, jolting me in place. I know who is here, and I am scared to meet him.