Chapter Sixty Three: Sing Me A Song II

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We found ourselves once again standing upon the metal platform with my mother at the end looking down at something. Chattering could be heard down below and I could feel that somehow, the room had gotten ten times hotter. More Saviors than before gathered at the bottom, but they were quick to grow silent when Negan slammed his bat on the metal bars in a taunting matter. The chatter had died down instantly and quickly each Savior began to kneel down bowing their heads.

" Hold that for me." Negan ordered dropping Lucille into Carl's hands without much of an option." You know the deal. What's about to happen is gonna be hard to watch. I don't want to do it. I wish I could just ignore the rules and let it slide, but I can't...Why?"

" The rules keep us alive." The Saviors chanted booming all around the walls of the room.

Negan chuckled walking down the steps with Carl and I close behind," That... is... right. We survive. We provide security to others. We bring civilization back to this world. We are the Saviors. But we can't do that without rules. Rules are what make it all work. I know it's not easy. But there's always work. There is always a cost. Here, if you try to skirt it, if you try to cut that corner..." Negan yelled before beginning to chuckle deeply staring at a man tied to a chair with pure panic in his eyes." Then it is the iron for you."

From the sea of Saviors, I could see my dad, kneeling beside a mop bucket whist staring back up at me in disbelief and fear. If we weren't here, I knew he would be screaming at me at the top of his lungs for how stupid I could be. I wanted him to scream at me. Dear god, I wanted him to talk to me. A small part of myself forgot what his voice sounded like. If screaming was the way to hear it, I would let him do it all day. He was beaten and bruised. My only guess was most of it came from Jane. There was nothing more that bitch loved than to abuse someone physically.

" On your feet." Negan ordered, allowing the Saviors to get off their knees.

Negan walked further down the stairs, my mother following close behind him with a smirk on her face. When Carl and I didn't move, Negan raised a hand back towards us without words ordering us to follow. With one hand on Lucille, Carl wrapped his other hand around mine pulling me forward down the stairs. Negan walked into the center of the room, slapping the man bounded to the chair on the face lightly before walking over to the burning furnace and placing on thick wielding gloves.

By his side, Dwight had reached into the flames with the poker pulling out a metal iron that was smoking from how hot it was. I could see the bottom was a glowing bright red, but that didn't stop Negan from grabbing the iron with his gloved hand and stalked towards the man in the chair. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone move and turned seeing the brunette Negan had kissed earlier was consoling Amber as she trembled in Negan's other wives arms.

" Mark... I'm sorry." Negan declared." But it is what it is."

Negan brought the burning iron to the side of Marl's face causing the man to scream loudly in pain. My eyes widen at the sound of flesh sizzling beneath the iron and the smell that immediently followed filled the room. Amber had cried out loudly burying her face into the brunette's shoulder, but Jane wasn't having it. She stomped over clutching Amber's jaw in her hands forcing the blonde to look.

" No, sweetheart. You'll miss the show." She taunted digging her nails into Amber's jaw.

Mark screamed one final time before his eyes rolled to the back of his head slumped down on his shoulders. It was only than did Negan remove the iron having burnt skin cling to the iron and reveal a gruesome 3rd degree burn on the left side of his face.

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