Caged ฯNeganฯ

.Pain Hurts Worse When You Cry.

Negan left, he said he would be back to give me more pain pills, which is weird because the pain pills are sitting on the table in front of me.

I shrug it off. I sigh and sit up in bed I swing my legs over and that's when I realize the white bandage on my right leg. I run my fingers over it, pulling at the white fabric I see a cut on the back of my leg. great, just great. How'd that happen? I ask myself.

I go to stand up and that's when I feel the pain that strikes through my leg. I fall to the floor with a thud, feeling pain now all over my body. I cant get up, now I feel stupid. My leg must have been pretty bruised or broken or cut deep or spranged, or something to make me not be able to stand on it.

"HELP!" I shout. "HELP!" I shout again. The door comes flinging open, and there he stands the least I had expected, Negan, with a worried expression on his face. "What happened!?" Negan asks out of breath.

''whats it look like Einstein?" I ask.

Negan goes to pick me up but I swat his hands away. "Don't touch me!" I say quickly. "Doll, your going to have to let me help you, I cant help if you don't let me." Negan says.

He's right, even though I don't want him to touch me, because that would be awkward.

I nod and he bends back down and swoops me up bridal style. He smells nice, which is weird to say but its true.

He walks out the door with me, wait what?

"Where are you taking me?" I ask panicking.

"Doll calm down I'm just taking you to my bedroom." Negan says nonchalantly.

"Don't you think this is moving to fast, I mean we just met." I say smirking.

Negan looks down at me for a moment, then back up again, he lets out a chuckle that sounds so innocent.

"As much as I would like for that to be happening, we just met, plus your injured so I'm sure that wont be happening anytime soon."

I let out a laugh, how could I be laughing at what he said?

Negan continues on down the corridors of his 'home'. He goes up the stairs and turns down another hallway, this one a little bit darker than the rest. "Don't you ever get lost?" I ask.

"Not when you've been living here as long as I have." Negan says smiling.

I look back down and nod.

We finally reach a door that's at the end of the hallway. He opens it with his foot since it wasn't fully closed. Negan sets me down on his bed, he stretches his back and sits down in a chair at this desk with a lot of papers on it.

I look around his bedroom, looks comfortable. There's a glass window with black curtains hanging over them, in the corner theres a bookshelf with not a lot of books on it. In front of the bookshelf is a grey rug. In the other corner of the room is Negans desk, in front of the desk is his bed which I am currently sitting on. I look over to see a door beside the bed, its open I can tell its a bathroom because I can see a big shower with dark glass tint, a toilet, and a sink.

Negan looks up from his papers, smiling he gets up and walks over to the bookshelf pulling a bottle that looks to be beer from it.

"Want some?" Negan asks me.

"I'm good." I say.

All of a sudden the radio on Negans side starts to sound like static, then a voice comes through, "Negan, its dwight, we gotta runner." 'Dwight' says. Negan quickly picks it up looking at me. "Worker?" Negan speaks into the walkie. "Yea." Dwight says.

"Ill be there, one minute." Negan says before shutting the radio off.

"Ill be gone for maybe two hours, don't try anything funny, got it?" Negan says.
"Ok." I say.

Leaving me alone isn't the best idea. I think to myself...

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So Imma try to make more chapters! Yay!! tell me, do you want me to make it to where you play hard to get, or play it like you are. I'm trying to make it to where you are trying to hate him but it seems impossible, anywho. thoughts??? Tell me if you liked this one.