Don't go- (Daryl & Negan)

Chapter 5

Abby's POV:

Negan. I never thought I was ever gonna see him again. I don't know if I should be relieved that he's alive or pissed. I would never wish dead upon anyone but Negan was something else.

Flashback:

I got off my bike, and took off my helmet waving my hair just a tad.

As I was looking at my bike admiring it, something I always do, because I can't get over how amazing it looks.

"Not many women as pretty as you have a beautiful bike like that." A voice boomed out of nowhere making me jump slightly.

I turn quickly and see an attractive man with a leather jacket. I've seen him around only twice in a bar. I've never had a conversation with him but I've seen him.

"Um well thanks?" It came out more as a question.

"You know you're very pretty." He said as he bite his lip very nervously.

"Thanks, you are too." I spoke nervous.

"Well I mean your not pretty, I mean you are but..." I got cut off.

"I get it." He laughed loudly setting us both at ease.

"Well I'll see you around..." I said searching for a name.

"I'm, I'm Negan, and you are?" He said as he shook my hand.

"I'm Abrielle, I don't like that though, so call me Abby." I smiled as he continued to hold my hand after I finished introduced myself.

I nicely slid my hand out of his.

He smiled, a smile that I could definitely get used to.

"So if you very wanna get on my bad side, call me Abrielle." I spoke sternly but with a smile because this man is something to smile about.

"I sure don't ever wanna get on your bad side." He smiled.

"Since you were already going to the bar, can I buy you a drink?" I scratch the back of his neck.

"Sure."

Flashback ended

"So where'd you go?" Negan asked.
"Like after everything." He finished.

"I was just driving ended up on a highway, and ended up meeting my new family." I shrugged trying not to think of everyone or else I would start crying.

Negan sighed.

"Well that's where my car went." Negan laughed.

I just looked forward. Thinking of Daryl.

"Where'd you go, with that girl?" I asked hurt in my voice.

"Don't even start!" Negan said loudly with a voice not to mess with.

"Whatever." I sighed.

Negan touched me grabbed my thigh.

"Don't touch me." I said in a growl.

"Abrielle stop being a bitch." He let out.

"Yikes, didn't mean to call you that." Negan started.

"Fuck off."

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Sorry this wasn't to good
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