Gym Socks

Chapter 12

The next morning I wake up to the light seeping in from Negan's window. It takes me a moment to realize where I am. Memories of the night before flood my mind. I feel a ping of regret that dissolves quickly. I made the choice.

I watch Negan as he sleeps peacefully. His eyes flutter awake as I quickly shut mine not wanting to be seen watching him.

"I saw you." He mumbles under his breath. I can't help but to smirk. He sits up and stretches before getting out of bed.

"What a night." He says yawning.

"You're telling me." I reply feeling sore as ever.

"I'm going out in an hour."

"Where?" I ask curiously

"Don't worry about it. None of your concern."

I push my hair out of my face and get out of bed. I have a good idea where it is he's going and I want in.

"Can I go?" I ask boldly

"Fuck no."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so and what I say goes." He says growing serious.

"Fine." I cross my arms across my chest. "You can't keep me locked up here forever you know." I pout.

"Oh can't I?" He asks smirking.

"I'm serious!" I argue rolling my eyes.

"Tell me what I can and can't do and roll your fucking eyes at me again and I'll show you what being locked the fuck up really is."

I'm not sure if he's serious or if it's just an empty threat. He begins to gather fresh clothing for himself and retreats to the bathroom. I follow him close behind.

"Are you gonna talk to Rick?" I ask.

"My lord when did you get so God damn annoying."

"Okay. Okay." I surrender to him not wanting to piss him off.

"Brooke, don't worry what it is I'm doing today. It's none of your damn concern. Just worry about your pretty little self."

"Fine." I sigh as he begins to undress and hop in the shower. "Why don't you go talk to your little girlfriends or whatever." He says, his voice muffled by the shower.

I turn to leave his room and open his door. As if on cue, Frankie is walking by.

"We have to stop meeting like this." She teases before taking notice to my clothing. Shit I'm still in Negan's clothing.

"I like the new outfit." She laughs as I grab her arm and drag her to the wives ward.

"So how was it?" She asks smiling and pouring me a drink. Yes I know, at ten in the morning I'm drinking.

"Interesting." I smirk sipping at my drink. The alcohol burns my stomach and moves through my system quicker because I haven't eaten anything.

"Details!"

"Well I went to his room and we talked. We talked about Alexandria and my friends. And then he wasn't happy about it so... we did... other things."