talk || book 7 of 'she's a dixon'

chapter 8

we went back to our original hiding spots. "are you sure about this?" carl asked me quietly. i looked him in the eye. "do you trust me?" i asked softly. carl nodded with no expression on his face. "negan aint gonna hurt me. and i wanna dig deeper" i said quietly turning away from carl and looking at the opening of the truck.

we hid in silence staring out the back of the truck. eventually the sounds of walkers filled our ears and we entered a gate. we must be here. " i'll follow your lead" carl said quietly beside me. i nodded without looking at him, letting him know that i understood.

looking beside me, i saw a crate of firearms from alexandria. i pulled one out, and checked how ammo it had. it had about 15 rounds so i gave it to carl. pulling out another one, i did the same thing again. "get behind me" i whispered. "no, what if you get hurt" carl said worrying. "get behind me" i ordered once again.

the truck came to a stop and negates voice sounded from outside. "okay, boys, let's get this haul unloaded and inside. i want to get back in there and unload a little myself" negan said. i saw him walk past the back of the truck. carls breathing started getting heavier behind me, i could tell he was nervous.

"negan, i need to talk to you about redirect" one of negan's men said. i zoned out their conversation, and held up the gun i was holding. "back me up" i whispered to carl behind me. he did as i said and lifted his gun also.

a handful of people walked to the back side of the truck, so i crouched down a bit so they wouldn't immediately see me. one of negans men pulled back the plastic curtains fully revealing everything in the back of the truck.

two of negans men entered the back of the truck to start loading supplies out. after the insides of one of the boxes spilled, one of negans men directly faced carl and i. "what the hell?" he exclaimed making eye contact with me. "now" i whispered to carl.

we both started firing shots at all the people who were inside and outside of the truck. i ran out from mine and carls hiding spot, and carl did the same. "stay back! drop your weapons" i yelled. "we only want negan" carl added. well that wasn't my original plan, but i guess that works too.

negan started whistling from afar, and i turned to the sound of him still holding up my gun. "of course, how could i have expected any otherwise. you are seriously a bitch little dixon. it's starting to get on my damn nerves. and seriously? you brought your boy toy with you? uncle rick isn't gonna be so happy about that, is he?" negan said talking directly to me with a smile on his face. i remained emotionless, still holding a gun up to him.

negan looked between carl and i. "not gonna lie, you two scare the shit out of me" negan said shaking his head. carl started firing shots, and dwight tackled him to the ground. carl promised to take my lead. my plan isn't to kill negan, at least not yet. carl is going to get the both of us killed if he doesn't take my lead.

it must've been obvious that i was pissed off because negan started laughing. "kid you messed up, your girlfriend looked pissed at hell" negan said directly to carl who was on the ground. carl started fighting back, and dwight held a gun up to his face. "dwight, back off" negan ordered.

i broke the stare i had on negan and looked at the fence where there were walkers. instantly i regretted my decision of coming here when i made eye contact with dad. neither of us could say anything to each other, but i could tell he was both disappointed and worried.

dwight took carls knife and carl lied on the ground with his hands up. negan walked over to carl and offered him his hand. "come on kid, ill show you and little dixon around" negan said to carl with a smile on his face.

carl didn't move, he just stared at negan. "you know, you do the same damn stink-eye as your dad, except its only half as good cause...well, you know, you're...missing an eye" negan said still holding his hand out to carl. carl broke eye contact when negan said that. his eye is his biggest insecurity.

"really? you're really not gonna take my hand? cause you're lucky that you and little dixon both still have a hand. same as your boy daryl over here, now that i think about it. how's the job going daryl? hot enough for you? yeah, it'd be tough with one arm" negan said with a smile. he then turned to me and he must've noticed that dad hadn't taken his eye off of me since i got here.

"your daughters got spunk daryl, i gotta say. but spunk can turn into stupidity real quick. and she's gotta learn that before she gets herself killed" negan said to dad. i could tell dad was panicked by him saying that. negan chuckled. "don't worry, i aint gonna hurt her. not yet at least" negan said turning to me with a smile.

"quit the bullshit, you aint gonna kill me" I called out. negans smile dropped.  i'm actually starting to piss him off now. "drop the gun. now" he said in a serious tone. i did as he said and put the gun on the ground.

negan then turned back to carl without saying anything, holding his hand out for carl to take. hesitantly, carl took negans hand, and negan helped him up. "ah, smart kid. now, you two come with me" negan said talking to both carl and i.

i hopped off the back of the truck and made my way over to carl. he grabbed a hold of my hand looking over at dad. carl knew it would give dad a little sense of comfort. "dwighty-boy, why don't you grab daryl, take him to the kitchen, do a little grub prep. new plan, boys. let's burn the dead, unload the truck later. damn, i am not gonna have time to screw any of my wives today. i mean, maybe one" negan said looking at dwight with a smile. dwight grabbed a hold of dad from the back of his shirt, and dad never took his eyes off carl and i.

'trust me' i mouthed to dad when he made eye contact with me. dad gave me a small nod and continued walking with dwight.

"come on love birds" negan said walking. "what are you gonna do to us?" carl asked. i shot him a look. negan stopped in his tracks and turned around to face us. "number one, do not shatter my image of you. you're a badass. you're not scared of shit. don't be scared of me. its a disappointment. number two, you really want to ruin the surprise? number three, you better shut up because little dixon looks like she's about to slit your throat. screw you, kid. seriously, screw you." negan said to carl.

negan walked ahead of us and i turned to carl. "you're going to get yourself killed" i whispered. "what about you? all you're doing is purposely pushing hit buttons" carl whispered, fighting back.  "cause i know what the hell i'm doing. take my lead" i whispered continuing the argument.

"god you two even fight like a married couple! now come on, i want to show you guys around" negan said.