Caged ฯNeganฯ

"I hate you."

It had to be at least two days that have past. I sit here in the dark thinking of all the situations that I've been through that I got out of, and yet here I am sitting in a dark, damp, and cold cell half naked.

I feel weaker from what I did yesterday, maybe that's because Dwight keeps feeding me those damn dog food sandwiches. I have like a pile of them in the corner.

No one has came to check on me except Dwight and he usually slaps me across the face or kicks me in my stomach and laughs about it.

My throat hurts and I feel like I want to cry and scream at the same time.

Tears slide down my face as I sit there waiting to die. It has been over four days now and I'm on the verge of breaking but I know that's what they want me to do, so I have to stay strong.

I jump at the sudden sound of footsteps. My head in my knees shaking. I hear keys being jingled, then the door swings open. I shield my eyes from the bright light like I did every time.

I expect it to be Dwight coming to beat me again, but its not. Its Negan.

Negan stands there in the light, his shoulder propped against the doorway, wearing only a white t-shirt. Lucille hangs by his side. He stares at me, I can see him through my hair that has fallen over my face. I don't make eye contact.

"damn." Negan whispers to himself as he studies my fragile figure.

Negan sees the bruising on my arms and stomach, furrowing his brows he squats down in front of me.

"Where did these come from?" Negan says tracing over the bruises left on my body.

I don't make a sound.

"Look doll, your the one who tried to kill me, I should be the one to be giving you the silent treatment, not you. Now I asked you a goddamn question, where in the hell did these bruises come from?" Negan asks, his voice getting higher.

"D-Dwight" I say in a horse whisper.

Negan lets out a breath. Standing up he walks out the cell slamming the door.

I quickly stand up and bang on the door. "wait! wait... please." I say.

"What?" Negan asks opening the door once more.

He freezes when we both meet eye to eye. Negan looks from my eyes and travels all the way down my body biting his lip.

"I'm..." I say, not knowing what to say next.

"Just please listen to me, I'm sorry for trying to kill you, I wasn't thinking." I say

"Doll, if you were smart enough you would have known not to do that, now you have to pay the price."

A tear slides down my face, I've had enough I cant do it anymore.

"I'm cold Negan,...I'm tired but I cant sleep, every bone in my body hurts, I'm weak, I'm hungry, I just cant do it anymore!" I scream at him.

Negan looks at my body once more before closing the door in my face and locking it.

"No! You freaking asshole! this is bullshit! I hate you!" I scream kicking the door as hard as I could making me stumble back.

I slide down the wall holding my head, "I hate you." I whisper.

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