Alexandria

Chapter one

"You're cheating!"

"I am fucking not!" Negan frowns as he climbs his piece up the ladder.

"You got a six, which means you should be there," Rachel points at the snake on the board.

"You're such a fucking hard-ass," Negan pouts as he goes back two spaces and slips down the snake. "Fuck."

Rachel giggles. "You're such a bad sport."

"Hey, i am not a bad sport, okay. This game is just bullshit, i mean, who the fuck plays snakes and fucking ladders anyway?"

"You wouldn't be saying that if you were winning," Rachel smirks, shifting herself on the cold hard floor as she sits outside his cell. "What's that?" She nods towards his cot.

"It's a bed, and a shitty one at that," he frowns.

"No, underneath your bed," she smiles.

Negan turns his head. "Porn," he smirks.

"Ha ha. Seriously though, is that the book i gave you? Because from the looks of that bookmark, you've nearly read it all. I thought you hated Wuthering Heights?" She asks as she raises an eyebrow.

"Fine, i gave it a fucking read, you happy? It's not like there's much else to do in here."

"Are you enjoying it?" She teases.

"No, it's shit," he frowns, his mouth curling up in the corners as he hides a smile. "Anyway, it's my fucking roll, i got a double," he adds as he rolls the dice. He moves an extra space.

Rachel rolls her eyes, grabbing the piece and moving it back. Her hand brushes against his.

Negan looks down at her, but she just gazes at his hand, her fingers slowly curling around it.

"Rachel," he says softly, shivers running up his arm as she strokes the back of his hand.

"What?"

"We've talked about this," he says, his voice low and gravelly. She looks up at him with her sky blue eyes and his heart skips a beat. Then his eyes travel to the scars on the right side of her face, and guilt hits him like a train, same as it always does. "You shouldn't keep coming here."

Rachel takes his hand, refusing to let it go. "I thought you like me coming to see you?" She smiles.

Negan tilts his head. "Of course i do, but it isn't right. Me being in here, i deserve it. Some of the things i did, it's right that i be punished for them. But you keep coming here, it's like you're doing the sentence right with me, and you don't deserve that."

"I'm not here all the time," Rachel frowns, looking away from him.

"It's been nearly two years, and look at you. You.. you haven't moved on," Negan frowns.

"What do you expect me to do?"

"Fucking meet someone else. I mean, Jesus Christ, i hate the fucking piece of shit, but i'd even give you and fucking Daryl my blessing at this point. You deserve to be happy."

"I don't love Daryl, not anymore, and you know that." Negan swallows deeply as she rises to her knees, lifting his hand to her face. "Tell me you don't want me," she whispers, biting on the pad of his thumb. "God i want these hands all over me," she almost moans.

Negan bites on his lip. "You're not fucking listening to me, are you?"

Rachel shakes her head as she presses his hand against her cheek. Negan curls his fingers through Rachel's hair, pulling her closer to the cell door.