Gym Socks

Chapter 7

I'm kind of surprised by the amount of trust Negan has given me, that'll come in handy when I am able to escape. I'm able to roam the sanctuary usually on my own and they've stopped locking my bedroom door at night and doing checks. I make my way down to Negan's room and knock on the door.
"Come in." Negan orders not even bothering to ask who it is. I turn the knob and open the door. I've only been in his room once or twice briefly. It was a nice place, kept pretty tidy but I assume it was his wives doing rather than him cleaning. Or maybe it's the fact he's rarely in here that it's kept so spotless.
"Jeans and a t shirt. Sexy." He jokes and I roll my eyes.
"You need to quit rolling your eyes like that." He says as I want to roll my eyes again. Instead of pissing him off I just roll my eyes mentally.
"Take a seat." He insists so I sit on a chair across from him.
"You want a drink. Wine, whisky, I don't see you as a hard liquor type." He says searching through his stash of booze.
"Actually, um, I've never drank before." I say
"Yeah fucking right! Okay!" He exclaims chuckling.
"What?" I ask.
"Oh shit you're fucking serious?" He asks.
"Yeah... never had the need to I guess."
"What! I thought that's all you high school kids did. Even caught a couple of your teammates slipping vodka in their water bottles a couple times."
"What!" I exclaimed, he's got to be kidding I've never heard of anyone doing that.
"What you never went to parties."
"Rarely, and when I did I just never drank."
"Well... it's the end of the world so. Here's to it." He says pouring me some kind of concoction. I take it to my face and sniff it instantly scrunching my nose. It's a strong scent. I have a 'screw it' moment and swing it back in one gulp. I instantly regret the decision as my throat begins to burn.
Negan lets out a hearty laugh as I let out a slight cough. "Too damn cute darlin' too damn cute." He smirks shaking his head slightly.
"So, how have you been adjusting here?" He asks.
"I've been trying." I reply, what it isn't a lie.
"It'll get easier." He says.
'Yeah right.' I think to myself.
"I have another question for you." I say as he hands me another drink.
"Shoot."
"Why did you want me to be your wife?"
"Because you're hot as fuck and I knew it'd get under Pricky Dicky Ricky's skin." He smiles throwing back another shot of God knows what. I feel a ping of hurt and anger in my stomach.
'Of course he doesn't ACTUALLY think anything of you anymore. Are you really that dumb?' My internal voice screams. I knew that's how it was, but hearing it out loud hurts.
"For leverage." I say out loud.
"Don't look at it like that darlin."
"How should I look at it then Negan?" I ask raising my voice slightly scoffing.
"I don't know what it is you fucking expect here. You think you're fucking special or something? Deserve special fucking treatment because we knew each other before all this? That was a whole other world darlin' and now you're apart of my world." He says as his voice increases to match mine.
"No Negan I don't expect jack shit from you. You think I have any sort of expectations for you! You're just an egotistic bastard!" I scream standing to my feet. I gulp the rest of my drink back and slam the glass on the table.
"As fun as all this was. I should go." I announce turning on my heels. Before I can make it to the door I feel a hand grab my wrist and turn me towards them. I'm not even sure how he got over to me so fast but this alcohol was pretty strong so.
"Don't you ever fucking talk to me that way again!" He scolds bringing me closer to his face.
"Or what?" I challenge looking directly into his eyes. I'm unsure where this boost of confidence has come from.
"You're something else." He mumbles inching closer as my breath hitches in my throat.
Before I can say anything his lips are on mine. My instinct is to pull away but I can't. I begin to kiss back. I internally scream 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING.'
I know it's wrong yet it feels so right. When he pulls away nothing is said. I turn on my feet to open the door confused and surprised. I shut the door behind me and walk my way down to the wives room speechless.