Negan X Reader (COMPLETED ✔)

Chapter 22 Betrayal

"You won't let Negan do what?" a heavy silence settles over us, thicker than the uneasy tension in the atmosphere.

Dwight's unresting eyes glance rapidly around the hallway avoiding Negan's gaze.

"He was just leaving," I say, breaking the silence. I turn back to the room but Negan stops me, putting his arm in the doorway, "No I think he was saying something important" his tone turning dark.

He redirects his attention to Dwight, pointing Lucile in his face, "Start explain' now or it's not gonna end well for you"

Dwight wipes the sweat from his brow then speaks, "Me and y/n have been hangin' out lately, and what I was trying to say is that I don't want anybody-"

Negan corrects him, "You mean, me?"

He nods, "I don't want you getting in the way of our friendship"

silence falls upon us once again as they stare each other down waiting for the other to make a move.

"I didn't think we were that close" I chuckle to cover my anxiety.

"Are you fucking kidding me!" Dwight's eyes bulge out of his head.

"Woah, hold on there dwighty boy, y/n is my wife now and I can't have you disrespecting her" Negan pushes me behind him, showing his dominance.

The way he asserts himself, sets Dwight off, "Don't make a traitor out of me! If it's a snake you're looking for, you got one standing right behind you!"

His sudden confidence takes all of us by surprise. I don't say anything as Negan snatches my hand pulling me back beside him, "Is there something you need to tell me, sweetheart?" His voice now low and growly.

His eyes read my soul as he glares at me, completely dismissing the fact that Dwight yelled at him.

"No, he's probably still bitter about not having a wife anymore" I snap at him, offended that he would even question my loyalty.

I try to go into the room again, but Negan catches my shirt and tugs me back, "You're not going anywhere until I get to the bottom of what fuckery has been goin' on around here"

He hands me Lucile before taking another step towards Dwight trapping him against the wall. "Are we backsliding? Cause I thought we were past that" All of his confidence goes down the drain, "No, I'm sorry sir"

I smile relieved that Dwight isn't jealous enough to expose what had happened but right as Negan steps away he whispers under his breath, "what a bitch".

I overhear him but Negan didn't seem to notice.

"I think we're done here" he takes Lucile from me, returning to our bed but I didn't move a centimeter as I observe Dwight cowardly looking at the ground.

"Come here, my dear wife" Negan calls from a distance. I ignore him. "Go on," Dwight says condescendingly.

"Fuck you!" I take my shoe off and throw it at him. It hits him straight in the forehead. He grunts in pain falling to his knees.

"Get away from me, you creep!" I scream loud making sure Negan hears.
He rushes to me, "What the hell has gotten into you two?"

"He tried to touch me!" I lie in hopes it would be enough to put him in a cell, so he would never have the opportunity to tell Negan about us, again.

He pulls his walkie-talkie off his waistband, "Simon, I need you on the second floor"

He answers "Rodger that" sounding slightly confused and worried.

Dwight lies on the floor holding his face as it starts to bruise.

"Wrong move motherfucker, you're gonna pay for that!" Negan kicks the side of his head, his eyes slowly close as he goes unconscious.