14. Trust

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Emotions were running high for both Negan and Molly. But this time Molly was determined, she was going to get what she wanted. What she truly wanted, no matter how dark and twisted that was.

Waking up that morning felt different from any other, I had a mission, a plan.

Having these feelings about a man who I really shouldn't have feelings for made me feel like I was out of control, and I hated feeling like that.

Plus, I wanted to make him feel how I felt, when he would continuously flaunt his wives in my face when we both knew that we had feelings for each other.

So, today would be the day that he got what was coming to him and I knew exactly who to choose.

It was currently 7:00am so I knew that everyone would be in the main hall eating breakfast.

But, most importantly since Negan didn't have a morning meeting today, he would be there too.

I lingered getting ready, making sure I looked my best. Well, the best you can look in this fucked up world.

I brushed out my hair, fluffing it up and cleaned down my jacket since it was still covered in walker guts.

I pinched my cheeks, put on some skin tight jeans and my most low cut cleavage revealing tank top.

I was ready.

I walked over to Dwight's room, he looked startled by my appearance but quickly asked me what I wanted.

I asked him if he would help me out, since he owed me a big one after killing Denise.

He slowly nodded and after I told him, he scowled for a minute, refusing because of Sherry.

I told him that I didn't want to hurt her either, but as long as she knew it was just for show and she wouldn't be in the room anyway, he obliged, with less resistance than I expected which was flattering, I guess.

So, we made a plan that he would enter the hall first and stand close by to Negan, but not so close as it would be obvious that we were rubbing it in his face.

Looking through the little square of glass on the door to the main hall, I saw Dwight nod hello to Negan and go to stand against the wall.

So, there were groups of people chatting between Negan and Dwight but there was still a direct line of eye contact.

After taking a deep breath I marched in, smiling at some families and Saviours who had been kind to me, just before I pretended to spot Dwight in the room.

I smiled at him before heading over while I completely ignored Negan.

Of course as soon as I walked through those doors, Negan sensed my presence and while Simon was talking to him, his eyes followed my every move, looking just past Simon's head.

I didn't make eye contact with him, not wanting him to think that I was doing this because of him, but because I genuinely wanted to.

Dwight's eyes were fixed on the ground until I came to stand in front of him.

He was leaning back against the wall in a laid back manner which made the whole act much more believable.

Dwight said that looking past me, he could see Negan scowling at me just talking to him which made me smirk because I hadn't even started yet and he was already jealous as hell.

Dwight and I carried on like we were best buddies, even though we weren't.

We were chatting about random shit and then laughing about it, Negan obviously thinking that we were flirting.

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