He's the Enemy (completed✔) (Negan X Rick's Daughter Fanfic)

You Shouldn't Have Done That

They are dead.

Who is dead?

My friend Glenn and my lover, Abraham.

Who killed them?

None other than the Devil himself. You might know him as Negan, the almighty leader of the Saviors, but to me, to my friends, to my dad, he's the enemy. I hate him. Right now he's looking right at me. Looking at me like he's up to no good. Which knowing what he's done in the few minutes I've known him, its got something to do with that damn bat: Lucille, and somebody's head.

He walks my way and stops, looming over my kneeling figure.

"Well hot damn. What do we have here? You look like you are going to cause all sorts of trouble for me, aren't you doll?" I curl my lip at him and spit on his shoes.

"Don't ever call me doll again, you disgusting piece of shit!" I growl at him. He laughs slowly.

"Uh uh uh.....that is a BIG no no. Try that shit again and I'll kill another one of your friends here," he says.

"Fuck you, asshole!" I say angrily.

He holds his bat in front of me and says, "You've got some balls on you, don't you lady?" I glare at him in response, hating him more every second that passes. "Well lady, you just earned yourself a punishment. Should I bash your pretty little head in or-"

Before Negan can finish, my dad interrupts him saying, "If you touch her, you WILL pay!"

Negan tilts his head and grins. "Rick, right?"

My dad says, "Yes that's me. And you need to get the hell away from my daughter before you regret it." Negan just continues to grin.

"So she's your daughter. Well, shit. I was beginning to think you were lovers."

I growl angrily and spring up, launching my petite body onto his larger one. I manage to tackle him to the ground and get a couple punches in before somebody pulls me off him.

"Get the hell off me!" I scream, trying to reach Negan. The arms around me tighten and I continue to struggle, chest heaving. Negan gets up slowly and spits out some blood. I smirk because I'm the one that caused that.

Negan looks at me and says darkly, "You are just making things worse for you and your friends, princess. Why not act like a big girl and take your punishment? But no. You have to go and act like a spoiled brat." But he still has that stupid grin on his face. Shame. I wanted to wipe it off his face permanently. Maybe next time.

He walks until he's standing in front of me. When I see his split lip, I smirk and laugh darkly.

"You know, Negan, I might not have done that if you didn't kill my friend and my lover. You did that to yourself. The only thing I regret is that I didn't do more damage. And trust me, the next time I get the chance, I going to wipe that stupid smile off your face for good. You're going regret messing with me and my family. It might not be today, tomorrow, or even next week, but I will kill you. That much I can promise."

He looks at me and says surprised, "Did you just threaten me? You did NOT just threaten me." I smirk.

"You're right. I didn't threaten you. I told you what's going to happen," I say looking him dead in the eyes. His grin falters for a second and I see his eyes flash with anger before it disappears and his grin resumes.

"What's your name princess?"

I glare at him and say menacingly, "That's for me to know, not you, Negan." He raises his chin up slightly and looks down at me.

"I will get your name sooner or later princess. But for now, you're mine. And your people, they are mine too. Hell, even your thoughts are mine, but that's just for you princess." He winks at me and I make a gagging noise. He smirks as if he knows something I don't.

"Kneel."

I narrow my eyes defiantly and say, "No." As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I am forced to kneel on the cold, hard ground.

"When he says kneel, that means kneel," a voice says. Dwight. I recognise it from earlier when we were being captured.

"Shut up," I hiss at him. In my peripheral vision I see Negan raising his bat over my head.

As I wait for it to connect, I hear my dad scream, "Nooo! Don't hurt her! Take me! Take me instead! Please!"

Negan just laughs and I hear the bat connect with something but its not my head.

I look next to me and see Rositta lying on the ground with her brains splattered on the ground. I'm visibly shaking by now but not from fear. I am so angry over everything that he's done that I see red around the edges of my vision. And I act.

I slam my head into Dwight's crotch causing him to double over in pain. Springing up, I reliever a round house kick to Simon's gut, causing him to drop his gun. I make a dive for his gun and grab it, aiming it at Negan. As I'm about to pull the trigger, I feel a heavy object hit the back of my head.

The last things I hear are my dad screaming, "Nooo! Meghan!" and Negan saying, "You shouldn't have done that, princess." Then everything goes black.