Gym Socks

Chapter 8

"HE KISSED YOU!" Frankie practically yells.

"Uh yeah. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal?" Frankie exclaims closing the door behind her. "The big deal is he doesn't even kiss any of his wives half the time." Frankie whispers sitting down on the bed with me.

"Really?" I ask eyebrows furrowed together. That makes no sense to me. "He kissed me twice. Once in Alexandria and once here. But I think the one in Alexandria was to piss off Rick." I explain as she stares at me intrigued.

"This is nuts girl. I think he actually likes you. You knew him before, was he always this crazy?"

"No. Not at all. Well he was always vulgar and rude but never... murderous. Surprisingly he worked as a gym coach and P.E. Teacher. But don't tell him I told you." I say as she swears she won't.

"I was new at the school and he saw me playing volleyball in class, he was subbing that day but ended up staying as a teacher because the old teacher got pregnant or something. He asked me if I thought of playing for a team and I told him I used to at my old school. He got me a spot on the team. I became his favorite student. I didn't really have many friends except for some girls on the team. But I was still known for volleyball. Everyone thought something was going on between him and I. It was sort of odd because they threatened to 'investigate' him days before the outbreak began and the schools shut down. I never saw him again after that until well... now." I explain as she nods her head interested beyond belief.

"That's crazy. I mean I couldn't imagine Negan being a school teacher. But then again I bet he didn't put up with that high school bullshit drama." She laughs.

"Oh he was a no-nonsense man." I smile.

"So do you like him? I mean like him like him." I feel as though I'm back in high school.

"I don't know. I mean I used to but he's always been an unfaithful man and like he did murder two of my friends and all... and it seems like all he is doing is using me for leverage and I mean he totally just pisses me off in general." I rant

"True." She says looking down.

"He told me I wasn't anything special before he kissed me." I whisper.

"Negan's confusing as fuck." She says as I burst out laughing. We make our way to the main room and I get a dirty look from Julie, another one of Negan's wives.

"What's her deal?" I whisper to Frankie.

"She's jealous because she used to be Negan's favorite til you showed up." She explains as I grab a drink from the bar area.

"I didn't know you drink?" Frankie smirks

"I don't." I laugh.

Frankie and I talk over drinks for what feels like hours until we decide to call it a night. I go back to my room and slip on some tight yet extremely comfortable black shorts and a loose top and crawl into bed. It must be 3 am when I hear the sound of my door opening and a voice.

"Brooke. Brooke wake up." I stir in my sleep.

"Hmm... what?" I ask groggily turning on my side hoping they will just go away.

"Brooke get up." The voice repeats as I let out a groan. The alcohol definitely had an effect on me because I've never felt so sleepy in my life.
"Brooke!" They whisper shout as I am finally awaken.

"Okay, Okay. I'm awake. What?" I ask rudely actually waking up.

"Negan's looking for you." Amber whispers

"He's what. Ugh. Okay." I say rolling my eyes and getting out of bed. I don't even bother putting on shoes as I walk to the front door. Sure enough standing in the hall is Negan. I sigh and step out the door shutting it behind me.

"Negan don't you know what time it is?" I ask rubbing my eyes adjusting to the light in the hall.

"Yeah yeah I know. It's just, I, you see I couldn't stop fucking thinking about you. And I- I didn't mean a damn word I said earlier." He says as I can smell the alcohol from a mile away.

He's shit faced drunk.

"Negan. You're drunk. Go to bed." I state exhausted.

"You think I don't want to- to- to sleep Brooke. I- I can't. I can't do it Brooke. I can't fucking do it."

"Do what Negan?" I ask tired of this conversation.

"SLEEP!" He practically yells.

"Well count sheep or something."

"Ha! Yeah! Funny! You know I was hoping for a little 'freaky deaky' tonight from you but then I had to fuck that shit up." He slurs.

"Rookie! I think I love you Brooke! I think I'm in love with you!" He screams for anyone to hear I cover his mouth as he starts to chuckle.
"Negan lets go back to your room."

"Oh, shouldn't I buy you dinner or a drink first?" He smirks as I can't help but to roll my eyes.

"Hey! What did I tell you about... about... rolling those damn beautiful blue eyes of yours!" He slurs out.

God he's actually a fucking idiot.

I struggle to walk him back to his room as he literally puts all of his weight onto my small frame.

"Rookie. You- you can't be wearing those shorts around here. I think I may die. they're so tight. I just wanna SMACK THAT ASS." I literally face palm my face repetitively.

"Please stop talking." I beg as I get him into his bedroom.

"Wait. I'm in jeans." He states.

Where the fuck is he going with this.

"I can't sleep in this." He adds

"So take them off."

"I thought you'd never ask baby." He smirks
taking his jeans off as I can't help but stare for a second before closing my eyes. He lays down in bed and gets under the covers.

Thank God.

I begin to walk out of his room when,
"BROOKIE!" He screams as I let out an agitated growl.

"What!" I yell growing frustrated.

"Stay." He says.

"Negan you're drunk. I'm not staying."

"Fine, We'll take it back to your room." He smirks. Oh hell no. I'm not letting all the girls see him waking up in my bed.

No way.

"Not happening." I state.

"Then stay."

"I'll sleep on the couch."

"No the hell you won't. You'll sleep... right here. In my fucking bed." He slurs.

It's three in the morning
I'm tipsy
He's drunk
I'm aggravated
He's annoying
I'm tired
He's persistent
So I agree.

I slip into the bed and put a pillow between us.
"This stays here." I say in a serious tone.

"Yes fucking Ma'am." He laughs as I roll my eyes and turn off the lamp next to his bed and go to sleep. I don't want to be awake and aware right now.

"Goodnight Doll." He whispers, I can literally hear the smirk in his tone.

"Go the fuck to sleep Negan." I mumble before I'm out like a light.

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So uh yeah, kinda a light hearted chapter but drama will come soon. So I kinda changed up the format hopefully to make it easier to read rather than it being one big block of words. If it looks odd I'll change it back to how I've been normally formatting it. But you probably didn't even notice so. Yeah here's my update send feedback (: thanks