Loving the Enemy [ Negan x reader ] ~ Discontinued

{Chapter 8} Edited!

Y/N POV

As we were driving back to Alexandria, Negan kept making jokes towards Carl about his eye, making me and Carl every uncomfortable. The unfortunate thing is that I was sitting on Negan's lap.

"What grade were you in Carl when this happened?"

"5th. Y/N has helped me further my education though. She was a junior in college."

"Damn kid."

The rest of the way to Alexandria was quiet. When we arrived, me and Carl led Negan to our home and he knocked on the door with Lucille. Olivia opened the door so we all walked in, Negan first of course, grabbing my hand, pulling me behind him, and whistling while doing so.

"Great! Great! Great! Great! Great! Great! Where's Rick?" He questioned while smiling

"U-um I-I-"

"Don't care~", he said in a singing tone, "Where's Rick?"

"Um, out scavenging for you."

"Cool! I'll wait!"

"Um, he went out pretty far. They may not be back today. Were running pretty low on everything, were practically starving here."

I looked down at the ground, pitying the poor people of Alexandria. Negan had been taking their supplies but he didn't take their food. No wonder Rick was scavenging for them and for Negan. But of course Negan had a comment back."

"Starving?" Then he pointed at Olivia. "You? By practically you mean not really?"

She turned around and started to cry. I started to walk over to her to comfort her but Negan didn't let me by holding out Lucille. He turned around and looked at Carl and I, then walked back towards us.

"Really? You people seriously don't have a sense of humor!"

He turned back towards Olivia, and grabbed her by the shoulder.

"Excuse me, what's your name again?"

"Olivia."

"Right. Olivia," She turned towards him with caution, " I am sorry for having been so rude to you just now, and it looks like I'm gonna be here for a while, awaiting your fearless leaders return. And if you'd like, I think it would be enjoyable to screw your brains out. I mean if your agreeable to i-"

She slapped him. Hard. He looked at her and went up to her ear.

"I am about fifty percent more into you now! Just sayin'!" He smiled closer into her face.

"Alright well, I'm just gonna put my feet up and wait for my stuff to get here," He paused for a moment, "Olivia! Would you be a lamb and make us a little lemonade? Now I know I left you some of that good powdered stuff."

"I'm supposed to be wit-"

"Make it! Make it. Take your time. Make it good."

Olivia walked out of the house. Negan turned to me and Carl. He grabbed my hand, pulling me to his side swiftly.

"Alright kid! Take me on a grand tour!"

I let go of Negan and walked upstairs to where my room was. I opened the door and went to my bed. I sat down and looked around.

'God damn, I miss this room.'

Within 10 minutes, Negan walked in and I saw that he had his shoes off and was holding my Judith.

"Isn't she a doll!"

"She is my baby sister."

Judith held her arms towards me with a smile. She just turned a year right before I was taken away by Negan. I stood up and walked to her. I grabbed her into my arms and she hugged me as tight as her young self could.