Heaven in Hiding (Negan)

Chapter 15

Eventually we made our way inside and to the bathroom. Negan was lathering his face with shaving cream as I watched in distain. He glanced to me in the mirror and smirked.
"What's the matter Doll?" He asked. I looked away.
"Nothing." I lied. I liked his beard. Truth be told I've never seen him without one. He chuckled as he started shaving with the blade. I felt a bit anxious as he did so. Would be look good without a beard. He should, right?
"Always shave against the grain kid." Negan spoke. Carl watching intently as Negan shaved his face. Negan finally finished and placed the blade in the counter and rinsed his face off. He grabbed a towel to dry himself off and looked over at me. "It ain't that bad Doll." I looked up as him from my spot in the side of the large tub they had. I shrugged. Negan looked at the little girl and smiled at her. "I bet you're hungry Sweet Pea. How's about I make us all some early dinner?" I cocked an eyebrow. Can Negan even cook? He must have noticed the way I was looking because he turned to me. "What. Don't think I can cook?" He said walking out of the bathroom with the rest of us following.
"No." I said plainly. He put his hand over his chest.
"Ouch Prue. That hurts. I was a fucking grown man before all this shit happened. Of course I can fucking cook. A little anyway." He said and I smiled. The little girl ran between us and gripped Negans leg as we got to the stairs. He quickly scooped her up in his strong arms and carried her down the stairs. He didn't seem at all worried the Carl was seeing him like this. Seeing his true self. That made me more jealous then him coming onto other women. I wanted to be the only one who saw this side of him. I guess it was good though. Negan did want to pull Carl to our side so what better way then showing his human side?
When we got downstairs Negan started rooting through the cabinets and grabbed a box of spaghetti noodles and a can of tomato sauce.
"Wanna help us Doll?" He asked as he handed the box to the girl.
"Sure. I'll get a pot." I said walking to the hanging pots and pans.
Carl started making some biscuits with a recipe I told him and the girl was playing on the floor shaking the box of noodles.

We were almost done cooking the spaghetti I was just finishing up the sauce. No way was I eating plain tomato sauce. I added some onion and garlic along with chopped tomatoes. A pinch of sugar and some oregano. Negan grabbed the spoon from me and tasted it.
"Holy. Shit. This shit is good. Maybe I should put you as head of the kitchen instead of head Saviors." He said and I looked up to him unamused. "Shit Doll I was just joking."
The door creaked open to reveal Olivia. Negan nodded to her as he put the spoon down. Olivia went right to the girl and picked her up. Carl started setting the table and I sat next to Negan who was at the head of the table. He rested Lucille gently between us against the corner of the table.
Olivia walked over with a pitcher is the lemonade and the girl resting in her arms. Negan lifted his glass making Olivia roll her eyes as she picked the pitcher up and poured him a drink. She went to turn and Negan spoke up.
"Uh uh. What about Prue here?"
"No. It's fine. I can pour my own." I told him.
"Prue we are guests here. They should pour it."
I looked at Olivia and held up my glass. She filled it and put the pitcher down again. I mouthed thank you and took a sip.
We all sat there quietly for what seemed like forever. The girl sleeping in Olivia's arms. Negan let out an irritated sigh.
"I ain't waiting for your dad anymore. I don't know where the hell he is. But Lucille. Is hungry. Carl. Pass the rolls." He said. Carl gave him a look and Negan rolled his eyes. "Please." Hesitantly Carl reached for the basket of rolls and passed them to him. Negan grinned as he took two rolls,placing one on my plate.
Eventually we all had food and the little girl was up and eating,More like playing, with her spaghetti. Olivia and Carl both tense as hell as Negan and I interacted with the girl.
"Look at this," I told her and opened the biscuit,putting a small piece of butter inside. I went to close it but she put her tiny hand in the way. With her free hand she grabbed a fist full of noodles and put it on the bun then closed it. I couldn't help but smile when she looked so damn proud of herself. She held the sloppy makeshift sandwich at me. "Want me to try it?" I asked and she nodded,Olivia keeping an close eye on me. I heard Negan chuckle beside me. We both watched her shove her fists into her slobbering mouth while she ate. That biscuit was soggy and gross by now. I took a fake bite and pretended to chew. "Wow. Yummy." I said with a smile. She smiled back and began eating. I sat back up and kept eating my food.
We all finished and I was helping clean up while Negan went out to talk to someone. I was washing the dishes when a left a tug at my pant leg. I looked down to see the girl. Olivia quickly snatched her up.
"Sorry." She mumbled.
"It's fine. Really. She's a cutie." I said looking at the girl with a smile. She reached out to me but Olivia held her back. "I'm not going to hurt her." I said annoyed. I handed Carl the clean dish to dry off and wiped my hands on my pants. "Give me her." I said holding out my hands. Olivia kept a firm grasp on the toddler but she held her chubby arms out to me. I smirked. "See. She likes me." Olivia slowly released her and I held her in my arms. My heart filled as she wrapped her arms around my neck hugging me with her sloppy hands. I snuggled my face into hers getting a giggle out of her. "We aren't monsters you know." I said to Olivia. There was silence until Olivia spoke up.
"That's all I've seen." I rolled my eyes.
"Right. So us making these kids dinner was so terrible. How dare we. Right?" I asked tickling the girl. "We're sooooo bad aren't we?" I said in a baby voice getting a laugh out of her. "Terrible people!" I laughed. "At least we didn't kill your people in their sleep." I said in the baby voice. "Right?" I said looking toward Carl and Olivia. They looked away. The girl must have felt the tension and started to wiggle. "Wanna get down?" I asked and she nodded. "You got it sweetheart." I said and gently placed her on the floor. I walked out to see Negan and the guy standing up from their chairs.
"Doll! Right on time. Wanna play a game of 8Ball with us?" He asked with a wide smile.
"Yeah no thanks. I'll watch tho."
"Suit yourself." He said and walked out with the guy. Spencer I think I overheard. Some guys pulled out a pool table from a garage and put it in the street. I watched as they started to play. Talking about Rick or something. I wasn't quite paying attention because I was watching him play. He got every ball into the hole with ease. Maybe I'll ask him to teach me sometime. I moved to where I was sitting on the bottom step of the pouch, just a few feet from the pool table. I watched Negan take a swig of his drink,looked like whisky, then set the glass down.  This guy,Spencer, was turning on his own group. Telling Negan to make him in charge and not Rick. What a cowardly piece of shit, and Negan thought the same as he went off. Talking about how even tho Rick hates him he's still doing what he has too. 
"Why don't you just kill Rick and take over?" Negan asked.
"What. No. I -" Spencer stuttered.
"It's because you don't have the guts." Negan said and shoved a knife into Spencer's abdomen. I quickly stood up incase someone made a move. Hand on my gun I walked around and behind him to keep an eye on things. And. To get a better look at the carnage. Negan sliced through Spencer and his insides started to pile out. Spencer's bloody hands trying to grab them as he fell to the ground. I bit my bottom lip and looked to Negan who gave me a wink before he looked down at Spencer. I moved out of the way to the side so he could speak because I knew he would.
"How embarrassing. There they are. You did have guts. They were inside you this whole time. I've never been so wrong in my whole life!" Negan shouted jokingly. He swaggered over to where Lucille was resting and picked her up. "Someone outta clean this mess up." He looked out to the people standing in shock. "Oh right. Anyone wanna finish this game? Anyone?" He asked cockily. "Come on. I was winning." He smirked as I watched him. I heard a quick shuffling and looked to my left. The girl had pulled out a gun, I quickly turned to tackled her and then BANG. She had shot before I got to her. I tackled her to the ground holding my gun to her head. I turned frantically to see if Negan had be hit. My heart pounding in my chest with the thought of him dead. Lucille was held up and I could see a small silver glistening in the sun. She shot the bat and not him. Negans face contorted into an evil scowl.
"Shit! Shit! You tried to fucking kill me! You shot Lucille!" Negan shouted angrily. I've never seen him this angry. I got off her with my gun still to her temple. Arat now helping keep her down, he knife to the woman's neck.
"She got in the way," the woman hissed. I watched Negan turn and pick up the bullet casing.
"The fuck is this? This bad boy made from scratch." He went off as he huffed in anger. I was only half listening since I was still shaking and in shock. I looked at Arat who nodded and I slowly stood up and to the side on Negan.
Negan asked who made it and she claimed it was her. He could see through her lie.
"Fine. Arat. Kill someone." He said turning toward me. He gave me a quick reassuring glance before we heard the bang. She shot Olivia. She fell to the ground with a thump and I gasped. I wasn't expecting her to kill Olivia. I looked over to see Rick shuffling over with a man around his should.
"Rick! Look everyone it's Rick!" Negan said horsily. He was talking to him by my mind was still going a mile a minute. I couldn't concentrate on what Negan was saying. I was brought back by Negan shouting. "Let's move out!"
I was still froze In my spot until I felt a hand on my arm. I glanced to see Negan.
"Come on Doll." Negan spoke softly. I looked up at him and nodded as I followed. Watching a few men grab the Mullet guy. We got into our truck,Negan driving this time and off we went a head of the other since they were loading some stuff up In The other trucks.
A few moments of silence passed until I broke down. I put my head in my hands and started to silently sob. I could feel Negans eyes on me as I did so.
"It's over Prue. Don't worry about it." He spoke trying to calm me down. I just shook my head and he sighed. "Where's my Badass,Doll?" He asked making me look over to him as tears ran down my face. "Fuck you're a wreck." He chuckled and I growled at him.
"You could have died!" I shouted at him with tears streaming down my face. He just looked at me before turning back to the road. I looked down at my feet.
"That's always a fucking possibility. You know that." He spoke. I sniffled as I balled my fists in my lap.
"B-but," I started to say though sniffles and tears. "If you died,if you had died just then." I cried. "I-i wouldn't see you again."
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Negan kept his eyes on the road as he listened to Prue. He's never seen her like this. He's never seen her cry.
"I-I don't know what I'd do," she cried. Negan looked over at her,watching the tears fall continuously down her face into her lap. Negan was at a loss for words. He didn't know what to do or say to help her. She finally looked over to him,their eyes locked together. "I-I love you Negan." She said clear as day though her heavy sobbing. Negans heart hitched in his chest as the words spilled from her mouth. He stopped the tuck and put it in park as he looked over to her, giving her his full attention. She reached out and pulled herself into his chest. "I-I don't want you to die before I tell you that." She sobbed,soaking his shirt. Negan wrapped his arms around her as she tightly gripped the fabric on his chest. He put his right hand on her head and lightly rubbed circles on her temple with his thumb.
"Shhhh Doll. I ain't going anywhere." Negan mused quietly in a way to calm her. She gave a nod as she held onto him. He let out an uncomfortable chuckled as he held onto her. "Shame it took me almost getting killed for you to admit you like me." He felt her scoff into his chest.
"Shut up," she mumbled.