Caged ฯNeganฯ

.Headaches and feelings.

My head hurts, my head hurts a lot... I wake up to darkness, but I guess that's because my eyes were closed. I sit up, I'm supposedly in what looks like an infirmary. I turn over to see a mirror on the coffee table beside the bed I'm laying in. I reach for it, picking it up and pointing it towards my face. I see a cut a little bit beside my eyebrow that has stitched in it. I run my fingers over the cut on my face, quickly hissing.

I here the door open and I quickly put the mirror down, seeing it is a man with a white cloak on. I think to myself, am I in a hospital?

The man slowly approaches the bed, I push myself further up to get a good look at him. "Good, you're awake." The man says. "Ya, no shit." I say groaning. The man stiffens and grunts to clear his throat.

"Well your at the Sanctuary, Negan told me to stitch you up because one of his men had whacked you with one of their guns." The man says all professional. "Oh and there's some pain pills if you would like some." The man says with a genuine smile.

"Um, yea that would be great actually thanks." I say still holding my head now having a headache.

The man walks over to a cabinet opening it and pulling a white bottle out. Pouring two white pills out into his hand, grabbing a bottle of water.

I thank him and take the pills taking gulps of the water.

"So the Sanctuary is where Negan stays?" I ask nonchalantly already knowing the answer to my own question.

"Yep. Oh and he told me to let him know when you wake up, so I better do that." The man says walking over to his desk grabbing a walkie-talkie from the drawer.

That's when I start to worry, Negans going to come down here, I'm going to freeze. That's what happens when I'm around cute guys. What am I saying I shouldn't call him cute when he bashed both my friends' head in.

The doctor speaks into the walkie looking up at me. "Negan." The doctor says.

Another voice comes from the other end. "Yea?"

"She's awake." The doctor says looking at me with sorrow in his eyes.

"I'll be down in a bit." Negan says before cutting off of the radio.

Soon the door opens and in walks the man himself with all his glowing glory...I still hate him.

"Well...Carson, will you excuse us?" Negan asks the man before him. The man quickly nods and walks out of the room after giving me a nod.

Negan sat down in the chair in the corner of the room crossing his arms together, he stares at me like he wants to say something, or maybe he wants me to say something.

'What." I say sternly, great {y/n} there you go.

Negan furrows his eyebrows together and leans forward.

"What did you say to me?" Negan says.

"I said, what. You were staring at me so I said what." I say proud of myself.

Negan leans backs in his chair again.

"What were you doing out in the woods?" Negan asks.

"trying to get some time to myself." I say confidently.

"Its not safe out there you know." Negan says.

"And when did you start caring?" I ask.

"I don't" Negan quickly replies.

I look away totally thinking he cares.

I look back at him. "Why did you get your men to knock me out?"

"I didn't, they called me over, and that's when I saw you on the ground, I didn't want to leave you out there to be food for the dead, so I picked you up and carried you here." Negan says.

I blush at the part when he said he carried me. Why do I like him? He's horrible, what hes done is horrible.

"This is The Sanctuary. Where youll be staying for a few days." Negan says.

"What why? I have people that will be worrying, you cant just keep me hostile here." I say standing my ground.

"Your from Ricks group, you were there." Negan says trailing off.

"Yea you dumbass I was there the one you kept flirting with, the one that you said you were sorry to, but I knew you weren't really sorry for bashing my friend's head in..." I say tears falling down my cheeks and dripping onto my hands in front of me.

"Negan I think I'm going insane! I thought when the whole world went to shit that I would lose my mind, but no me seeing that is whats making me wish I was dead!" I scream, relieved of getting that off my chest.

"Look {y/n}...when I said I was sorry, I really meant I was sorry. I looked over that night, and I saw your face, you looked hurt more than the rest of them." Negan says calmly.

I nod, not knowing what to say next, but then it hits me. "Why'd you do it?"
"What? What I did to your friends? {y/n} people are resources, your people killed a whole lot of my men more then what I'm comfortable with. So me killing only two of your people was fair, you know it really isn't fair, I should go and kill all the fine people where you live but I wont because people are resources. " Negan finishes.

"I'm not even hurt why do you want me?" I say. "You and all these questions. I wanted you here because, well that's just for my fun." Negan says smirking.

"Your going to rape me!?" I ask sounding worried.

"What! Hell No!, I don't rape, that's is a rule of mine. The woman has to be comfortable with it first." Negan says looking flush.

I let out a sigh of relief. I have to get out of this room because I can feel the tention now.

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Thoughts???