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.
Highest Rank...
A few days after Negan finally caught me after my outburst, I hear the door to my cell open. Ok look up and immediately look back down after I see who it is.
"So darlin? Have you learned your lesson yet?" I ignore his question, knowing it'll piss him off. He tilts his head. "That's strange. I don't hear anything. Either I'm going deaf or, no it can't be. You are just fucking simply ignoring me!" I roll my eyes and continue to ignore him. He sighs. "You are the most stubborn fucking dog I've ever had to break."
My eyes snap up to his and I growl. "I'm not a fucking dog, retard."
"Woah, okayyy, still are fucking feisty, are we?" He leans down and gets in my face and I have the urge to kiss him. Which is stupid. He's the enemy. I shouldn't be thinking about his lips or how good they feel pressed against my own. Or how his body fits against mine perfectly. Or his big- STOP IT!! Get it together Meghan!
"See something you like darling? You just have to ask." I look away from his smirking face quickly, cheeks scorching.
"Pftt. As if."
He chuckles. "You know, you don't have to deny it. I mean who wouldn't wanna get this hot peice," he says gesturing at himself. I roll my eyes.
"Pftt. Whatever." He chuckles and taps his finger on my lip.
"You are so adorable. Shame you won't be my wife." I look at him and think about his words. Maybe...NO! No. I will not betray my people. But you already have, a little voice in my head tells me. Shut up! No I haven't! I'm still loyal to them!
Negan stands up and says, "Well doll, since you seem to be slowly but surely warming up to me, I'm abso-fucking-lutely sure its only a matter of time before your my wife. You may not be breaking, but you sure as fuck are melting for me. Now I just have one question. Its important." He pauses looking at me. "Who are you?"
My mouth opens before I can stop it and I say something I'm sure I'll regret. "I'm Negan's wife."
His smile is that worth of a million dollars. "Well shit! This is a pleasant fucking surprise! Well, doll, let's you dressed to be a proper wife. Hot diggity dog! This is just tickling my balls, right now!"
He grabs my hand and starts dragging me, like a little kid dragging his parents to the candy shop. We stop in front of a door labeled, Alexis. Negan knocks twice before barging in. What was the point of knocking if he was going to barge in like he owned the place? Well I mean he does own the place, but still.
"Alexis! We need clothes for my new wife immediately! Make sure its extra sexy too! I want the other wives to know just how fucking special this one is! Oh fuck yeah! I can't wait to tell Rick the fucking Prick about how his little girl is my new fucking wife! Now I'll leave you to do your job, Alexis! Dont keep me waiting, doll!" He sauntered out of the room as if he won the lottery. Which in a way, he did. What better way to say F- you to your enemy than having his daughter as his one of his multiple 'wives'?
Alexis comes back a few minutes later with all the clothes. I pick one up and say, "What is this supposed to be?"
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She rolls her eyes. "It's lingerie. What's it look like? Now get dressed so that he won't try and bash my head in!" Yeesh! Such a bitch! I tell her that too before leaving. The next chapters will include all the outfits and lingerie! Sorry this one wasn't longer.
