His Wife - TWD [ 2 ]

Chapter 4 - his wife

As they shove me into a red room with a black velvet bed and velvet sofa they close the door.

I hear a few of them sigh as I grab the handle of the door, "He will find you." One says, inhaling her cigarette, her brown curls laid on her shoulder softly.

These women... they were all wearing tight dresses, black or red, some even dark blue with jewelry. "Negan treats you like a queen. Technically your his wife now." Another says as she sips her wine.

Wife.

I unsteadily lean against the brick wall, my dirty tank top dragging against it as I sit onto the floor. "B-But... I'm having a b-baby."

"A WHAT?-" they all gasp.
"Don't tell Negan." The girl scoffed as she took another drag.
"I wasn't planning on it." I say as I wipe the sweat off my forehead, realizing I probably looked like I was homeless compared to them. Covered in dirt and grime.

"Good thing you don't look like it, how far are you?" One blonde girl says from on the bed.
"I think a month in a half or two." I shrugged.

"Well when your having your baby, I'd recommend you either secretly do it or tell him when he notices somethings up." The girl with the cigarette sighed. "What's your name." She asks.

"Isabella." I hesitantly tell them.
"Isabella, I'm Sherry. That's Grace." She points to a black lady, "That's Tulip." She points to the Blonde girl, "That's Winnie." She points to the red head on the bed, "And that's Riley." She points to the girl sitting next to Tulip.

"If you want to know more about him, simply just ask us." They wink to me, "And if you didn't know, your in here to live here. So I guess we better get you cleaned up for Negan." Winnie smirked, "The bathroom is in there." She points to the room next to her.

A bathroom? They have running water?

I stood up, about to move onto the rug until Tulip shakes her head, "Take your shoes off if your going to step on this carpet, Negan doesn't like mud on anything."

I nod slowly, taking my shoes off.

Winnie disappears into the large closet to the other side of the bed, pulling out two dresses, "Red or Black."

"Uh Black." I shrugged.

The dress wasn't a V-neck like there's, it had a turtle neck and no sleeves and it was tight fitting. It went down to my knees.

I take it as she throws me a pair of back heels, "Negan likes us in heels, he says we look like royalty." Sherry says unenthusiastically.

I nod slowly and carefully close the door behind me, hesitation over comes me as I slowly turn the faucet. And warm water comes out, clean water.

I jump into it, cleaning myself and cleaning my scalp I jump out. Smelling like strawberries.

I carefully put on the dress, sliding on the heels I haven't really worn heels barefoot. I usually wore tights.

"Oh here!" Winnie yells as she throws some skin colored tights through the crack of the door.

As I'm ready I step out slowly, clearing my throat Winnie screeches, running over and grabbing my hand she drives me over to where their perfume and makeup were. Grabbing red lipstick she suddenly threw red lipstick on me, putting on some boiled mascara and some blush she sighed in achievement.

"Look." She smirked, grabbing a mirror she showed me what I looked like.

This wasn't me.

"I don't wear heels and dresses." I say quietly, they all chuckle as they shake their head. "We didn't either, you'll get use to it."

I look at the perfumes, looking at them worriedly. "You choose yours, there's so much we just use the same one. Like your own scent." Tulip smirked.

I immediately see white diamond. That was my old perfume before the apocalypse.

I grabbed it, smelling it I sprayed it on me.

"Hey girls!" Negan yells on the others side of the door.

They all of a sudden switch to being tougher, a few stayed in their spots but the rest just closed their books and put out their cigarettes.

He swings the door open, "I came to see what Isabella was doing."

They all stood but was I stayed seated on the chair with the perfume squeezed between my hands.
Negan finds me immediately, since I was the only female in here with a half inch long hair.

"Ah, Bella." He smiled, Lucille was by his side as he takes my hand with his other hand. Carefully standing me up, "Why so tough?" He smiled at me, looking at my dress he smiled wider, "They got you properly dress. Mind if I take you for a tour of the place?"

I look back at them, Negan grabs my chin again and smiled, "Don't look back at them for reassurance. I won't hurt you."

I shrugged, "...Mkay."

He smiled, "Great."

He came alone this time, no one was around only workers-  I believe they were- but I realize we were on the top floor. As we make it to what looked like a huge trading shop for each person we look down at them.

I tensely take a step away from him. "These are my people, they aren't always well behaved. So if one of them messes with you, tell them to mess with me." He growled, "But id like if you stayed with my other wives. Not go anywhere without them being around." He smirked, looking down at me, "I wasn't expecting to find a beautiful lady today, it's my lucky day. I'll go find you something." He smiled looking at me for a moment i pick at my nails nervously, "Dwight!" He called a name.

"Yeah." A blonde haired man turned the corner. Half his face looked melted and didn't look happy.

"Stay with her till I get back. I plan on being gone for a moment." Negan says, leaning back, "Shes my favorite." He whispers to him.

I stiffen, grabbing the rails unsteadily as he struts off.

"Woah," Dwight says, "What's wrong?"

"I just got kidnapped, how do you think I feel?" I breathed unsteadily, slowly about to slide onto the floor again to feel grounded Dwight grabs my arm to stop me. "If Negan sees your dress dirty he will make you change. Find some other way to calm down." He glared.

I don't know how I got into the "sitting on the floor" comfort thing suddenly but it felt better than hyperventilating.

I nod slowly, taking in deep breaths I look down at his people, some older women and some young children. Running around and some fighting to trade.

"I know how you feel." Dwight sighed, rubbing the back of his neck letting my arm go I grab onto the railing.
"I did too, it took me a long time to get some what settled."

"Is-a-ball-a." Negan says as he holds out a ring and a necklace, "Got it from the wives, told me they had extra." He looked at the ring meaningfully, walking up to me he grabbed my hand, Shocking me.

Dwight even looked shocked, I guess he doesn't do this.

"Isabella," he seemed to even get soft, "Take this ring?"

He held my hand, did this mean anything?

I glanced at Dwight who looked dumbfounded, "I... sure."

If I learnt anything from Carol, it was to pretend. Children love pretend.

He had a huge grin on his face, sliding the silver ring on my right ring finger. We weren't engaged, but this meant something.

"Mind if I?" He holds the necklace. It was beautiful, a single diamond with a gold chain holding it. This was weird.

I shrug, I tilt my head down as he carefully puts the necklace around my neck. Taking a sharp breath in he nods, "Dwight, take her back to the room. I plan on seeing her later."

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Wow!! Two chapters?! Might be three today...
- Ry