Daryl Dixon x Reader

chapter 19

Here is another chapter.
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Yn POV.

I ate my pickles with joy. I was satisfied with the taste of them. The door opened and a naked Daryl was pushed in. My eyes widen and I froze in my pickle eating. He had yet to notice my presence and I just stare. I crouched my pickle against my teeth and Daryl looked my way. "Who's that." I hear him whisper.

"Daryl. Why are you naked." I asked. He stood up.

"Yn is that you. How are you seeing me." He asked sitting next to me.

"Well first off. You are still sexy. Second pickle? Third you did answer me."

"Ok. Umm first I know you are. Second sure and last they took my clothes." He said. I just nodded. The door opened. Dwight and some other guy came in. Grabbed me, and started pulling me out of the room.

"Let me go." I said struggling to get free.

"Megan wants you to change and meet the other wives." Dwight said.

"I can come back to Daryl after right."

"Right."

"Then let's go. Let me go." I said and they did. I glare at them and began walking. I looked at Daryl before leaving. Dwight lead me to the room I need to change. It was a bedroom. A white dress was laying on the bed. I picked it up and grimaced. It was flowy and very girly. The door closed and I sighed. The faster I do this the faster I can get back to Daryl. I quickly changed into the dress and I opened the door. Dwight was waiting outside for me. He grabbed my arm and led me to a lounge area. There had to be ten girls in there. I see sharry talking to a blonde woman. I walked over to them. Sharry looked up at me. She stood up.

"Yn right." She said and I slowly nodded. I was pissed to see her again. "Lis-"

"I don't want to hear it. All I want to say to you is that your a fucking coward. You steal from us and now your here. We helped you. You screwed us. Was this the plan."

"No. We were running fro-" I cut her off by slapping her. Hard.

"There's no excuse you could say to me. You blew it with me. I trusted you." I said and I walked away. I stood by the window. The blonde girl came to me. I glared at her and she seemed scared.

"There's no violence aloud in here."

"Says who."

"Negan. Our husband."

"HE IS FAR FROM THAT. IM DARYLS WIFE. NOT HIS." I yelled and she shyed away.

"Hello my dear wives. Time to pick one of you to gave some fun." He said and I roll my eyes. I looked out the window. I felt a hand on my waist and I skillfully moved the hand behind his back. Guns were pointed at me.

"Don't touch me. Bring me to Daryl. NOW." I said and let him go.

"Go get Daryl. Make sure he's wearing his uniform." He said and they left. I sat on the couch with a book. I opened it up and I was about to start reading when Daryl was pushed in. That was quick. I quickly got up. Daryl just stared at me. I smirk. This is the first time he seen me wear girly shit. Don't get me wrong. I use to wear them alot when this shit wasn't what it was. In fact I was wearing my prom dress when it all started.

"Umm. You look great?"

"Is that a question or a statement? Besides. I don't even want to wear this. It's to flowy and girly." I said and Negan smirked.

"Come with me. We'll get you a dress that suits you more."

"Daryl comes with."

"He has work to do." He said and I roll my eyes. I walked over to Daryl and pecked his lips.