a dead world || {daryl dixon} || (being changed and edited since 3/26/2022 ||

~Chapter 40~

Recap:  Jordyn's Point of View; 

"Hi everyone"! He greeted happily. "I'm Negan"! He introduced himself happily. Everyone just stared in fear.

"Does everyone have their pee-pee pants on"? He asked us all. We remained quiet.

"No...well..it's about to be pee-pee pants city real soon"! He exclaimed with joy. Everyone looked around at everyone. Everyone knew that we are fucked. There is no way that all of us are getting out of here alive. 

-Currently- (This scene is more of my creativeness)

He cowered over us, swinging his bat in the air, whistling as he approached each and every one of us. He told us that his bat's name is Lucielle. Then he broke down in laughter and taunted us. 

"I am going to beat the holy fuck out of one of you". He said cockily. Fear grew in everyone's eyes, the suspense killing them. 

He came close to me and sat down to my level. He began touching my cheek and smiling at me. I shoved my face away, and spit on his hand. He still didn't move. 

"Your Daryl's girl huh"? He tempted. I stared at him with the face of death. "He's one lucky man to have such a fine piece of ass like you". Negan whispered in my ear.

Daryl began struggling against Dwight's grip as he became free. I was one person away from Daryl. Negan stood up and when he did, Daryl punched him straight in the jaw, which made Daryl go down as well as Negan. Everyone's head turned and I grew scared.

"Don't you fucking touch her"! Daryl cried out as three people began holding him down. 

Negan just looked at him and continued back to grab his bat, which was in the middle of the circle, and he began walking around again. 

He then continued what he was doing for a few more minutes before stopping right in front of me, again.  Carl, who sat right beside me, grew fearful and stood up straight. Everyone's faces softened as Daryl was trying to break free from Dwights grasp on him again. 

"I simply cannot decide"! He exclaimed laughing as he moved away from me. We weren't allowed to speak to each other.  He began whistling and cowering over us once more before turning on his heel. 

"I have an idea"! He cried with joy. Simon welcomed his hands and smiled joyfully at him. 

"Well tell us"! Simon asked happily.  Michoenne rolled her eyes and gave me a power look. It was defeated when my face looked hopeless. 

"Well, thanks for asking me, Simon. None of these pricks here asked me about my amazing and totally fantastic idea"! He exclaimed, pretending to be sad through his show of fear. 

He bent down to Ricks's height and grabbed his cheeks with his gloved hand. "You're going to ask me what my great idea is". He demanded Rick to do. Rick looked at me and I nodded to him.

"What your great idea Negan"? He asked fearfully. Luckily, Negan took that for his answer.

"Well, I am sure glad you asked Rick"! He said, swinging his bat in the air. 

"I am going to pick two of you guys, and I'm going to decide who I should kill"! He exclaimed. With this, everyone grew fearful. Everyone's eyes scattered across the circle, indefinite of who he is going to pick. 

"Simon"! He hollered for his right-hand man as Negan wave his hand out and Simon came. 

"Put the kid over here in front of all of them". He demanded Simon to do. Without even a blink of a moment, Simon dragged Carl in front of us all as we panicked.