Save Me

43. Belonging

Everyone seems to be struggling with finding a sense of belonging. Living in a community of course provides a sense of group feeling but actual purpose seems lost on people. Will Molly and Negan be able to envision a future whereby they both belong?

Negan's POV//

I stood by the window, taking in the smell of the sweet summer grass.

She still loved me, I thought to myself.

She kissed me and told me that she would be back soon.

God I missed her when she wasn't here and I hated sharing her with them.

The only people apart from Molly who actually talked to me were Gabe and Judith, sometimes Michonne but mostly just to yell at me.

I knew that Molly would've gone to the Sanctuary and I wanted her to, she had to see Simon for herself and do whatever she needed to do to move on.

But, a part of me feared for her safety.

I knew she could handle herself, hell did I ever, but I hadn't heard from her since she left.

I just hoped she was safe and sound at Hilltop now.

I was pulled from my deepest thoughts when Judith came bounding over, carrying her textbook she sat on the step where she always sat and started reading out her homework questions.

'If airplane A and airplane B are 1000 miles apart, if airplane A is flying east at 500 miles per hour and airplane B is flying west at 650 miles per hour, how ma-' she started to ask before I stopped her mid speech.

'You know what? I would definitely recommend booking a seat on airplane C because that shit is shaping up to be one hell of a mid air collision' I replied laughing to myself.

'You gonna help me or what?' she asked with annoyance.

I smiled and asked 'alright lemme ask you somethin'. You ever seen an airplane fly in any direction, at any speed?'.

She sighed and said 'no'.

'D'ya think you ever will?' I asked softly.

'Probably not' she replied sadly.

'So what the hell difference does it make? See, math problems are supposed to apply to the real world. If you want my help, give me a question or a problem from right here, right now' I said seriously.

She looked down and closed her book, picking up the figurine of Rick and asked softly, 'you know the strangers that were brought to Hilltop yesterday? My mom said that Molly's gonna make them leave'.

'Well no I didn't know that. But I'm guessing that you being you, you wanna help em?' I asked smiling.

I looked down, the smile slipping from my face as I said, 'lemme tell you somethin'. When I was about your age, I used to bring home stray dogs, my mom, she hated it. I never understood why, they always seemed so friendly and grateful. Till one day I brought home the wrong dog'.

'What happened? Did it bite you?' she asked, now turning around to look at me.

'Not me, that dog killed all the other strays, chewed off half my mom's ear when she tried to stop it' I said sternly, frowning in recollection.

'Thing is, that dog seemed just as friendly and grateful as the rest of em' I added.

'What about after that? You ever bring home another dog?' she asked.

'Hell no, I wised my ass up' I said smirking.

She sighed, stood up and grabbed her book.

'Yeah and look how great everything turned out for you' she said mockingly.