𝑨 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒚. (𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏)

{17} Thin Dicked Politician

"Everything you've just said is quite frankly, bullshit"

•••

"So what's this meeting about then?" Brooklyn questioned. Her and Negan were walking side by side, Lucille aquatinted for as well.

They stopped outside the room, "you'll see." With strong force, he pushed open the double doors, allowing the small girl to amble through first.

Everybody was already sat down, only two people were recognised by Brooklyn and that was Dwight, who seemed like a half- decent guy and the other asshole was Simon. She awkwardly rubbed her arm, all of the seats were occupied, the only one being free was next to Simon.

Luckily for her, Negan guided Brooklyn to the front, his hand pressed against her lower back. He cleared his throat, causing everyone to kneel down, "sit there darlin'," he instructed, pulling a chair out for her to sit on.

Brooklyn complied and plopped down, feeling partly guilty that whoever was on the floor behind her had to sit next to the slimeball with the dodgy moustache.

"As you were," everyone stood up and took their seats, apart from one woman, who looked slightly lost. "Arat, you can take a seat next to Simon." Negan told her, an impudent smirk on his lips as she did what she was told.

It was a deathly silence whilst the boss chose to introduce the girl to his 'right hand saviours'. He swung Lucille mercilessly on to his right shoulder, chewing on the inside of his cheek whilst deciding on what to say.

"So, you've probably seen her around the sanctuary, helping out and shit." Negan licked his lips, glancing over at Brooklyn, "but now she is joining us as one of my top gals since she's fucking badass. Brooklyn, this is Dwight, Simon, who you've had the pleasure of meeting already-"

With a fake grin on her face, Brooklyn nodded at Simon, pleasure of meeting? Yeah fucking right, nice one Negan. No way was she going to play nice with that guy, however she listened intently as he continued, "Arat, Regina, Gavin and my special doctor smarty pants Eugene!" They all greeted her with either the tilt of their head or a simple smile.

"Nice to meet y'all," Brooklyn concluded, secretly holding Negan's hand once he'd sat down.

Negan lightly placed Lucille down on to the metal table, giving Simon some sort of signal to leave the room. Confused, Brooklyn squeezed his hand, "what's going on?"

"We've got a visitor, dipshit leader of Hilltop. Guys a dick, I can't even remember his fucking name."

She quietly snorted, "can't wait."

After a few minutes of waiting, Simon finally appeared, a poisonous grin on his face with his beady little eyes scanning the vast meeting room. Behind him was a timid looking man, he had a balding head barely covered by wispy grey hair and he wore a cheap tacky suit.

An extra chair was added to the opposite end of the table, giving the terrified man a place to sit. He shakily took a sip of water, his teeth chattering against the glass. "I- I would like to thank you all for having me today," his voice was gravelly, easily starting to annoy Brooklyn. "For those of you who I haven't met, I'm Gregory, the current leader at Hilltop."

The girl huffed and looked over at Negan, who seemed to be acting quite careless. He had kicked his legs up on to the table and had Lucille perched in his lap whilst trailing his fingers along the prickly wire in boredom.

To be fair, everyone in the room looked bored, all Gregory was doing was babbling on about worthless crap that nobody gave a shit about. Brooklyn wanted to do something but this was her first meeting, she couldn't make any bad impressions.