Jessamine Dixon lives in the apocalypse

Rock In The Road

"No! No way in hell. That was not the deal. You people swore you could take the Saviors out, and you failed.
So any arrangement we had is now done--null and void.
We aren't trade partners, we aren't friends, and we never met. Hmm? We don't know each other." Gregory said and sat down in his chair and I put my hands on his desk.

"I owe you nothing. In fact, you own me for taking in the refugees, at great personal risk." Gregory said.

"Oh, you were very brave staying in here while Maggie and Sasha saved this place. Your courage was inspiring." Jesus told him.

"Hey, don't you work for me? Aren't we friends?" Gregory asked Jesus.

"Hey, didn't we save your life and not let the Saviors take your head? Because if I get to, and I very well might, I will take your head home and put it on a shelf." I told him and he looked at me in fear.

"Jenna,--" Gregory started towards me.

"Gregory, we already started this." Rick told him.

"You started it." Gregory told Rick and he was next to me.

"We did. And we're gonna win." Rick told him.

"These are killers." Gregory stated.

"What makes you think we aren't?" I asked him and he pointed a finger at me.

"Honey, you're on--" I slapped his hand away and looked back at Rick.

"Is this how you want to live? Under their thumb, killing your people?" Rick asked and stepped away.

"S-sometimes we don't get to choose what our lives look like. Sometimes, Ricky, you have to count the blessings you have." Gregory told him.

"We are giving you a choice to chose what your life looks like right now, your just being oblivious." I told him.

"How many people can we spare? How many people here can fight?" Maggie asked him.

"We?" Gregory asked and scoffed at her.

"I don't even know how many people we have, Margaret. And does it even matter? I mean..." He scoffed at her again and my hate for this guy was just going higher and higher.

"Maggie and Sasha are going to be living here until the pregnancy, and after, if they want, they can stay here too.
At this rate, because you suck, your delusional, and you fear everything, that's just the beginning of why your a horrible leader, by the way. I could see Maggie taking this place from you and, oh hell, I hope she does." I told him and he looked at my hands.

"Okay, sweetheart, I've had enough of  your dirty, filthy hands on my desk." Gregory said.

"Oh, so you don't like this?" I asked and pushed a pile of papers off the desk.

I looked at his infuriated face and smiled.

"Or this?" I asked and pushed off another pile. Gregory stood up and I stepped in front of him.

"You need to leave." He told me and I crossed my arms across my chest.

"No, Gregory, you need to listen to me real quick.
I'm not sweetheart, Jenna, or honey, you're gonna call me by my real name and not disrespect me or I will be taking you head with me.
Second, if I hear, again, that you disrespected Maggie, Sasha, Enid, or Daryl you're gonna have bigger problems than me pushing things off your desk. 
If I hear you complain about Glenn or Abraham being buried here that's the worst thing you can do to cross me.
You don't know how many people are here, you don't even know how this place runs. You have no clue how to be a leader, you just don't want to accept the real world. You just hide from in here, wearing this suit and trying to boss people around, even though nobody listens to you, and nobody likes you.
I hope those things are clear but if your brain can't process it yet, I can give it a second." I told him with a smile and he looked taken aback and horrified.