I've been with the saviours ever since they found me walking alone on a road leading to the city. I knew I stood no chance there, but I felt the need to go back and try and find some people still alive.
I couldn't see any sign of being near the place, but I kept walking forward. It was a back road that I walked along, it had only enough space for one car to drive on.
I thought I was going crazy when I heard the noise of tires spinning on the gravel as I hadn't heard it in months. But yet I turned around to see a white van turn the corner.
It stopped just before it hit me, but I didn't flinch. Death was the best option at this time.
The engine rumbled as I watched the two men inside talk and switch their gaze from me to one another. One of them got out, but left the other man inside. He jumped out the van and slowly strutted towards me, waving his weapon around.
I had seen a lot of weapons during the apocalypse, but I have never seen that. It was a normal wooden baseball bad, covered in wire and blood. It was lethal.
"surprised someone like you is still alive. Especially alone" he said, looking me up and down.
"I might not look like much, but I'm probably a better fighter than you" I shot back, folding my arms and raised an eyebrow at him.
He looked taken back, turning around and looking at his friend that was still in the van and chuckled. "Fuck me Girl" he laughed, leaning back a little as he laughed. "I love you all ready"
I scoffed. "Can I leave now or...?"
"Well I was kinda hoping you'd come back with us. We got a beautiful little place" he told me, walking back to the van he drove here and threw his weapon in the back seat then proceeded to open his arms. "What do you say?"
I thought for a second. They don't seem like much of a threat and to be honest, it would be amazing to have some company around, even if it is men that might try to get me in their bed.
I smirked at him and stepped towards them. "Sure"
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We drove down a long, straight road with trees overgrown on either sides, behind metal railings. The man 'Negan' was with (which I learned his name was Dwight) sat in the back as I sat beside Negan in the passenger seat. Negan kept stealing glances at me and sometimes put his hand on my thigh but would take it off to change the gear.
I was happy to see my new home, but I also missed my old home so much. It was an abandoned prison far away from here, but I've been running and walking in the same direction ever since. I was with my father, mother, brother and my new born sister and all my new friends I've met during the apocalypse.
A horrible man called the governer blew the place up and we all ran. I don't know who's still alive and if they all found each other, but I know I dint have my mother anymore.
I frowned
"Hey, hey. What up?" Negan asked me, turning his head to face mine. I looked up at him and shook my head
"Nothing. I'm just thinking about my family" I felt like asking him to just drop me off here, forget about taking me back to my new home, because I new I was going to get attached and when I lose him or anyone else from there it'll feel like losing my family all over again. But I didn't, I just stayed silent and slowly curled up in a ball; pulling my legs to my chest and rest my chin on my knees.
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"Guess she hasn't slept in a while. Just leave her until we get there" I could slightly hear from my tired state. Negan talked in a soft and quiet voice to his friend in the back, trying not to wake me.
I fell in and out of sleep during the journey, but I completely jolted up when the van came to a sudden stop, flinging my body against the front of the vehicle. Thank god for seat belts
"What the fuck was that?!" I shouted, bringing my hand to the side of my head that I banged.
"Sorry darling, a tree fell on the road and I nearly drove into it. Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He held onto me a rubbed his hand over the sore part on my head
"Yeah, I'm-im fine" I moved out his grip. I hardly knew this man, and he hardly knows me, but he's so touchy and it was a little weird.
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Negan // Imagines
Fanfiction|Started 20 November 2016| Just some imagines about Negan, what can go wrong? Warning ~ contains Smut, violence, strong language and of course extreme fluffiness!! Want to know it it's like to imagine Negan doing the best and/or worst things to you...