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

I'm Screwed

Half an hour later, we are still trying to lose Negan and his crew. But it seems that no matter where we are, they are right behind us. "Dad, if we can't lose them, then I'm jumping out in the next ten minutes," I say.

My dad glances at me and says in his cop tone, "No. Absolutely not. You can't, Meghan! They'll catch you!"

"I know dad, but they want me so if I jump out then they'll follow me so that you guys can get away."

"Meghan-"

I cut him off. "No. Just trust me. I'll be fine. I promise."

I unbuckle my seatbelt and open my door. As I am jumping out, I heary dad say, "Meghan! Wait!" but it's too late. I'm already out and rolling. I quickly get up and start running. I run and run until my legs feel like jelly. Even then I push myself to run even faster because I can hear the footsteps of somebody following me. I run and duck into a groove in a tree. It's big enough for me to crawl into and hide but small enough to conceal me from people or walkers passing by.

"Ohhh Meegghhaann~" they say in a sing song way. It's Negan. Great. And I'm sitting here like a scared puppy. If he finds me he will think I'm scared of him. Well if it comes to that I will prove I'm not scared.

He starts whistling and says, "This will go so much smoother if you just give yourself up." He whistles again. I see his feet approaching where I am and his feet stop in front of where I'm at. I cover my mouth to keep from breathing too hard. "I know you're here Meghan. Come on out." I stay put, hoping he's bluffing and doesn't really know I'm here. "Or. I could drag your pretty ass out of the hole down there. Which, I assure you, will not end well." Well, shit. He knows. "I'll give you the count of three to get your ass out before I drag you out. One...two...thr-"

"Quit counting, asshole, so I have a chance to climb the fuck out. And chill your microscopic balls, dude," I say irritated and slowly begin to climb out. I hear Negan growl angrily before I'm ripped up roughly by my hair.

He puts his lips close to my ear and says, "You're stupid, you know that? You should have been a good girl and listened to me, but nooo, you got to go and piss me off. I'm starting to realize you are like a wild bull. Hard to fucking break but sure as hell beautiful. Don't worry your pretty head though. I'm going to be the one who breaks you."

I curl my lip and snarl at him. "Like hell you will! You will never break me!" He yanks my hair hard enough to pull my head back. I wince unintentional and I see him smirk slightly then it disappears.

"Don't talk to me like that. I will shut that shit down real quick. Now, let's go. It's time you decide where you want to be. My wife or a worker. And the lowest of all workers at that."

I roll my eyes. "Well, I think you know which one I'm going to pick but just in case you don't, I would rather be eaten alive by a walker than be one of your whores."

Negan chuckles. "Maybe a couple days clearing the walkers out will change your mind. Or maybe you just need to sit in that dark, empty room, eating dog food on bread, and listening to Easy Street?"

I narrow my eyes and think for a moment. I really don't want to eat dog food on bread. Maybe I should just be his wives. It won't change that I hate him or the fact that I will tell him that at every chance but maybe I will get a little of my sexual tension out if my system.

"Let's say I decide to be one of your wives, what will be in it for me?"

He tilts his head and grins a little. "What's this? Is little Meghan here starting to crack for me?"

I roll my eyes and say, "No, you idiot, I just have a lot of sexual tension that I need to get rid of. You're my easiest route to burn some of it off. Don't worry though, I still hate you and have no problem saying it."