Please Don't Hurt Me Daddy Negan

Chapter 11: He Won't Touch Me

He was unfortunately quick enough to put his arm up guarding his face. This only making me hit his arm. He snatched the bat from me. Negan's team now had their guns on me. He chuckled a little and raised his hand so everyone would put down their guns.

"Now that-" I cut him off by back handing him in the face. Doing so made everyone gasp. I knew that most people probably thought I was crazy for this. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Yet again his little team had their guns on me. "No no." Negan told him. They all just looked at each over confused but they put the guns back down. Negan calmly put his bat over his shoulder. He stared deadly at me as he gripped his bat.

My dad started to quickly walk over to me. Negan pointed his bat at him. "Don't." He told him. "It's okay." I reassured my dad as I stepped towards Negan pushing him with most of my strength.

This only made him stumble back a bit. "He won't touch me." I added. "Touched you good last-" I cut Negan off. "Shut the fuck up!" I yelled at him. "You what?" My dad asked. Negan gave a look to his people. "Let this shit begin!" Negan told them. Next thing I knew guns where firing everywhere.

Negan grabbed me and opened his side of the car door pushing me in to the passenger side. He got in and closed the door. Turning on the car he made a fast U turn. "Fuck are you doing?!" I asked.

He adjusted the rearview mirror. Looking into it he sighed loudly. "Fuckkkk." He muttered. I looked to see what he was looking at. A truck raced toward us. I smirked. "He'll get you." I told him.

He shook his head. "Let me go. What will you accomplish by taking me?" I asked. He pointed behind him. "A pissed Rick." He replied pleased with himself.

"Negan I-" he cut me off. "Shhhhhh." He loudly told me. I squinted my eyes at him. "Stupid." I muttered. He gave me a dirty look. "You're Fucking stupid." I spoke with confidence this time. "Wasn't stupid when you wanted me in the shower last-" I cut him off.

"Fuck you and your tiny dick! Wait until my dad catches up to you! Shrimp dick! Fucking little little baby dick!" I screamed at him. He was about to scream back until we heard a explosion then suddenly the car flew completely over.

I opened my eyes and glass was everywhere. I was now on the ceiling of the car. I looked over and seen no Negan. I was trying to decide if that was a good thing or bad thing until I released it hurt every bit of me when I moved.

I lifted my arm and seen a huge shard of glass in it. I smelt something burning. Guessing it was the car I lifted my arm to open the car door but then it swung open.

"Leave me." I muttered to Negan. He bent down and grabbed my arm practically yanking me. "Ow ow Negan stop! Stop!" I scream. My eyes started watering. He let go. I didn't know if there was a part of my body not covered in glass.

"I can't. Rick is-" He was cut off by the sound of gun shots. He again grabbed me. "Be carFUL NEGAN!" I said as he yanked me up. He started to walk but noticed I lagged behind.

He put his bat over his shoulder then grabbed my arm so I'd keep up. "Faster." He demanded. He pushed glass deeper into my skin doing so. I gasped. He loosened his grip but only a little. We made our way into a house.

When we got in he locked the door. "Cornered yourself." I told him. He laughed to himself. I watched him as he carefully observed the house. Smirking to himself he harshly grabbed my arm again.

"Negan please it-" I stopped talking when I seen the huge whole in the floor that he walked me over to. I looked down. It must of been a basement. It was really dark down there. Looking at Negan and back at the scary dark basement I seen what he was planning.

"You wouldn't." I said only the slightest bit scared. "Ohh just watch." He said with a huge smile.

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