This Is How I Disappear (Negan/OFC)

Chapter 18

Negan and Sherry reenter the rec room after Sherry's smoke break to the rest of the women talking about their pasts. Sherry finds a chair at one of the tables and sits down as Negan sets Lucille on another table and leans against it.

"I had this lady come in and want platinum blonde hair and her hair was jet black!" Tonya continues on with her horror stories from her old job. "I told her it would take several sessions, but that bitch wasn't having it. She told me I was just trying to get more money out of her. A week later she comes back in with fried to shit, bright orange hair and asked me to fix it. She tried to bleach it at home, by herself, in one sitting!"

"Did you fix it for her?" Chuck asks with a chuckle.

"She fucked her hair up so bad the only thing I could do was cut it into a pixie cut. It was cute, though. I made it work. But I probably should've told her her to fuck off after she was such a bitch."

"You think that's bad. You can't even imagine how many guys get wood during a massage! And they were never the kind of guys you would want to see that way." Frankie starts with her own horror story, "This one guy-"

"Alright, alright," Negan interrupts. "I don't want to hear about fuckin' gross ass boners."

"Come on Negan." Kayla giggles. "We're just exchanging war stories from our old jobs. And I bet you have some good ones about the kids you used to coach."

Negan shoots Chuck a look before he turns to Kayla. "My past is my fuckin' business," Negan growls.

"I'm sorry," Kayla says quickly as her face drops.

Chuck's face instantly blushes at his icy words. She tries to sink into the couch she is sitting on, hoping Negan and the wives would let the topic drop.

"Negan. Don't-" Sherry begins, but is cut off.

"Shut the fuck up, Sherry," Negan barks out. "I'm sick of your mother hen shit,"

"Jesus Christ, Negan!" Tonya exclaims. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"My problem?" Negan spits back as he paces the room. "You fuckin' women seem to be fuckin' allergic to following my goddamn orders!" He stops in front of Chuck and points his finger right in her face. "I fuckin' told you not to tell anyone. And you couldn't even do that," Negan hisses coldly.

Chuck can barely even look up at him. She feels anger, embarrassment, and guilt all at once. Tears start to well up in her eyes no matter how hard she tries to fight them.

"Hey!" Frankie yells, getting his attention. "You told us before that you worked in a school. And we told Chuck that. All she did was confirm what we already knew!"

Kayla and Chuck are both sitting on the couch, tears running down their faces. The other women are in various states of shock at the turn of events.

"Jesus fucking Christ! This is why I don't spend my fuckin' time with you girls." Negan rubs his face and looks to the ceiling.

"Then don't! Find someplace else to sleep tonight. We don't need you here," Tonya bites back.

"I'll sleep where I goddamn want to, Tonya. You don't fucking dictate my fuckin' decisions. None of you do!"

"Fuck you, Negan. You son of a bitch," Tonya spits out.

Negan goes over to Tonya and gets in her face. "I'm sick of your shit. So why don't you -and everyone fuckin' else here- mind your own goddamn business when it comes to me and Chuck. That would be fuckin' great." He ends in sarcasm.