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

chapter 10

a knock sounded at the door, and negan looked down at his hands. "come on" negan called out clearly annoyed. as the door opened, i turned around to see who entered.

a chubby man came in and avoided making eye contact with me. " i'm sorry to interrupt sir, but, uh, you left lucille out by the truck" he said walking towards negan with lucille in his hand. "seriously? i never do that. i guess two kids firing machine guns is a little bit of a distraction. all jokes aside, you look rad as hell" negan said turning the attention to carl. carl looked up at negan with a clear look of anger on his face.

" i wouldn't cover that shit up. i swear to you, no one is gonna screw with you looking like that. no sir" negan said trying to give carl a little boost of confidence. when carl ignored negans comments, negan turned back to the man that was holding lucille.

"fat joseph, did you carry her all the way up here for me?" negan asked the man. "yes sir" he responded. negan then grabbed his bat. "were you gentle? were you kind?" negan then asked. "uh.." joseph said not knowing what to say.

"did you treat her like a lady?" negan asked. "um, yes. yes sir" joseph said cleary frightened. "did you pet her little pussy like a lady?" negan asked. i felt myself cringe. joseph also looked very uncomfortable which make negan laugh. " i'm just screwing around man. a baseball bat doesn't have a pussy" negan said with a small laugh. joseph started laughing, and then took it overboard. which immediately pissed negan off. "get the hell out" negan ordered. joseph immediately turned around and left.

"now you see? that's what i'm talking about. men breaking each others balls. this is the shit your dads supposed to be teaching you" negan said to carl. carl just sat there in silence, and negan let out a sigh.

"what do you like to do for fun? you like music?" negan asked directly to carl. carl didn't say a word. " i want you to sing me a song" negan said with a smile. "leave him alone" i said in a direct tone to negan. "stay out of it" negan snapped back at me.

"you sir mowed down two of my men with a machine gun, and you're girlfriend mowed down two more. i want something in return for that. sing me a song" negan said to carl. " i-i can't think of any" carl said quietly.

"bullshit! what'd your mom used to sing you? what'd your dad play in the car? start singing" negan said standing up and pointing the bad directly in carls face. "okay, okay" carl said quietly. he held my hand tighter.

carl started singing 'you are my sunshine' as negan swung his bat around. carls hand started shaking out of fear. once he finished, negan came back over and stood in front of him. "that was pretty good. lucille loves being sung to. its about the only thing she loves more than bashing in brains. weird, huh? did your mother sing that to you? where is she now?" negan asked. with a tear running down his face, carl just shook his head no. "damn. dead, huh? you see it happen?" negan asked softly. " i shot her before it could..." carl admitted.

"damn, no wonder you're a little serial killer in the making. now, your turn little dixon. lets find out what made you into the stone cold bitch you are today" negan said with a smile walking over to me.

"maybe i was just born this way" i said with a sarcastic smile. carl shot his head over to me. i'm purposely trying to push negan's buttons again. " i hate that i like you so much. if anyone else talked to me like you do, they'd be dead" negan said with a smile shaking his head.

carls hand grabbed mine tight in a quick motion to get my attention. i made eye contact with carl and he just shook his head at me. he didn't want me to do this.

"look, i'm doing as you asked and i'm leaving your boy toy alone. but you're gonna have to talk to me" negan said. i didn't say a word, instead i just gave negan a cold expression. "god damn you're stubborn. you're just like your dad, its crazy" negan said shaking his head.

he then turned to carl. " i seriously don't know how you put up with her, damn" negan said still shaking his head. he then turned back to me. "but come on little dixon, something must've happened that made you this way. for christs sake, i killed two of your people right in front of you, i sent you out into a group of walkers to get my axe, i almost chopped your arm off, i took your dad, i threatened to kill you, and you still aren't scared of me!" negan said in disbelief.

that's the thing though. i'm absolutely terrified of negan, i just have a good way of hiding it.

"so tell me, why are you so ruthless? why are you such a bad ass? why do you have the attitude of a stone cold bitch?" negan asked. still, i didn't answer his question. i just sat there with a harsh expression on my face.

negans expression dropped, i could tell i was pissing him off now. he stood up in front of carl, and lifted lucille like he was going to swing it at him. "okay! okay! i'll talk!" i yelled stopping negan. negan smiled sitting back down in front of me.

" i got separated from my dad at the start of all this shit. was just me for the first few days, but then i found this other kid named graham. stayed together for a week or so, but then he ended up gettin shot right in front of me. so i shot the person who killed graham and the other person he was with. i was only 13 and i killed two people. after that it was just me for two months and I was tryin to find my dad. but then rick found me, glenn found us, brought us to his group, and my dad was in their group" i said explaining my story to negan. carl looked at me with wide eyes when i brought up graham. i've never told anyone about him.

"you made it three months by yourself, and you were only 13?" negan asked in disbelief. i nodded. "damn. that explains why you aren't scared of shit. i'm honestly impressed" negan said with a smile.

"now tell me about your family" negan then demanded. "what about it" i asked negan. "wheres your mom? have any siblings? cousins? aunts? uncles?" negan asked trying to prompt me. "mom left when i was a baby, always just dad and i. had my uncle merle. we never liked each other, but he's dead now" i told negan. "see and now that explains why you and your dad are the exact same person. and that's all i need to know. now come on kids, get up. it should be ready" negan said standing up.

"what should be ready?" carl asked. "the iron" negan answered bluntly.