Deadland

Chapter 90- Back to the Beginning

(TW!! Mentions of abuse and drug usage!!)

It's been a few days. Nothing has happened much, at least not that I'm aware of. Everything here has been moving like it has been. 

Nick beat the ever-loving fuck out of me when he found out how I mutilated Carter. 

He broke a bottle on my head, beat me, threw me against walls, basically everything he does when he's pissed but times seven. 

I haven't been allowed out of the room for the past few days because of how bad my bruises and cuts are. 

Today was the first day I was allowed out of the room, so, naturally, I took this opportunity to go outside and smoke. 

As I'm turning the corner, I hear Negan speak from behind me. "Rattlesnake! Awesome, just the hottie I was lookin' for." He walks up to me and puts an arm around my shoulder. 

"Wanna pry some information out of one of your old friends?" 

I raise an eyebrow, "I hate Alexandria but I am not torturing anyone." I turn to him, "Who do you have?" 

He smiles, "Come with me." 

Shit.

"But I was gonna smoke." I whine, walking with Negan down the corridor. 

He smiles, "You can later. This is more important." 

He leads me into the hallway with the cells, stopping me in front of the same cell Daryl was in.

Fuck, was Daryl found?

Negan uses his key and unlocks the prison door, creaking it open to reveal, 

"Sasha?" I exclaim, looking from Sasha to Negan, then back to Sasha. 

"Adrian." She says. 

Negan smiles, "Enjoy." With that, he backs away, turning around and walking out of the hallway, leaving her and me alone. 

"Why the fuck are you here?" I ask. 

"Why are you still here?" 

"Because you guys aren't the good guys." 

Sasha scoffs, "Yeah, I'm sure Abraham agrees." 

"Is he fuckin' here right now?" I hiss, crossing my arms. 

She looks at me with hurt eyes, "God, what happened to you? He pushed everyone away, including Rosita, except for you and Damien and you join the person who killed him?" 

I roll my eyes, "Don't. I'm not here to grieve over the loss of Abraham." 

She narrows her eyes, "What about Daryl? Your husband-" 

"He's not my fuckin' husband anymore, Sasha! The only person in that group who means shit to me is Alyssa. And until I can get her here, she's a part of the enemy." 

Sasha's eyes widen with realization and she changes the subject. "What are those needle marks in your arm?" She pauses and scans my whole body. "God, Adrian, your whole body is basically black and blue!" 

I crouch in front of her, my voice ominous and low. "I'm supposed to be getting information out of you, not hearing you lecture me." 

Sasha stares at me in disbelief but she doesn't say anything. She looks away and shakes her head lightly before looking back at me. 

"Good," I say. "Why were you here?" 

Sasha doesn't respond. 

"Why..." I lean closer. "Were you here? You could have gotten killed."