Forced to love you Cover Done By @Natasha Palma Negan Fanfiction

Dealing with the problem.

Spencer 's P.O.V

" Rick was killed by me. He overheard my conversation with Simon, nd needed to be dealt with.

Also, I can't be the new leader if he is alive, so his death served me well. Simon and Negan should be here today,  to announce me as the new leader."

Michone' s tears streamed down her face,  while her dirty hands grip the cell bars.  Her chapped lips part slightly,  allowing small words to break out.

" Why do you need me then?"

" I need you to help me convince everyone back in Alexandria,  that me being the leader is what Rick wanted. That he told you that if anything happened to him,  I was to be the leader. If you say that, they will believe you."

Her eyebrows furrowed, knuckles turning white as she kept a firm grip.
" Why the hell would I help you?"
You expect me to just let you take over? I would rather die in this hell hole then help you! "  She screamed defiantly.

I figured she would say that.

" I knew you would need some persuasion,  so I propose this. If you help me, I will convince Simon not to kill your two brats when he takes over the sanctuary."

All the color drained from her face,  as she processed my words.

" You can't! Negan will figure you guys out! "

My shoulders rocked,  as I laughed at her ignorance. " That asshole will never see it coming. His fucking empire is about to fall, and I will enjoy seeing him suffer.

Simon and I will enjoy filling the world, and taking what we want.  So what do you say? Are you in? Or  are those two kids from your former lover dying?"

" I will do it, but what about Jax?"

I smiled triumphantly.

" Don't worry about her. She will be just fine. You just worry about doing your part. Now, I will let you out of here to shower. Then, we will make our way to Alexandria." 

I chuckled darkly,  while I walked away eager to get what I desire.

Negan's P.O.V.

My hands gripped Lucille,  as is head down to the cells. Simon has been suffering down in this shit hole since he hurt Jax.  He hasn't slept in three days,  and I think now he should be fucking ready to take care of my problem.

Daryl has to pay for what happened,  and since Simon will need to get back in my good graces. He should jump at the fucking chance.

The dim lights flicker above me, as I unlock the cell door. The immediate sting of shit hits my nose,  making it crinkle with disgust.

" How are you doing in there buddy?  I sure hope Dwight boy has been treating you okay. "

Simon's dirty head lifts, showing his bloodshot eyes. Piles of shit and piss litter the ground, leaving him no reprieve.

" I am sorry sir. I promise I will never do that shit again. Is there anything I could do to get out of here ?" 

" As a matter of fact yes. I need you to take a few men with you and beat the shit out of Daryl. Then I want him given the iron. "

Simon's eyes went wide, as he processed my words. His palms rested on the hard ground, while he leaned forward to make eye contact.

" I can do that, but what did he do?"

I chuckled darkly, as I looked down at this pathetic asshole.
" He insulted my wife. So take care of it, and you're forgiven. Do. not. Screw this up. It will be the last chance you get. "

Simon nods while I help him up.

" Go take a fucking shower! You smell like ass!"  I yelled. As I walked away whistling.