**Dwight's POV**
As I drove away from her, it took every inch of my being to not turn my bike around and run away with her. But, I know that I would be putting her in danger. So I just took a deep breath and didn't look back. All I can hope is that she stays safe.
As I was pulling into the Sanctuary, I saw Negan outside with a crew of his men. They all looked at me as I parked my bike and I knew that they wanted the answer to their question. "Where is she, D?" Negan asks me. I look at him and shake my head. "Sorry, boss. The dead ones got to her. I put her down." I say to him. Hoping my lie is convincing enough.
He stares at me for a few before sighing. "Damn shame" Negan says. He looks back at the crowd behind him and then back towards me. "Dixon wasn't with her?" Negan asks me. I look at him and shake my head. "No sir. I didn't see him at all. They may have split up. Make it hard for them to find each other. Maybe that's why he wasn't with her." I say to Negan. I watch as Negan nods his head and walks back into the Sanctuary. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
Once I was back inside, I went to Carson for him to recheck all my cuts on my face. I knocked on the door and heard him moving around inside. I looked ahead as the door opened and he allowed to enter. I walked over to the table and sat down, while he got the stuff ready. I don't like Carson all that much. I've been around him a lot. Especially since Negan gave me the iron.
"Did you find her?" Carson asks me. I don't bother looking at him. I just nod my head. "Where is she?" he asks. I looked up at him and speak almost immediately after he asked. "I killed her." I said to him. Making sure he doesn't see a lie in my lie. "She ran away from me right into a mess of dead ones, so, I, uh... made it quick." I say to him. I could hear Carson letting out a sigh.
I watched as Carson grabbed a band-aid and put it on my forehead. I winced when he touched it. "It still hurts." he said to me. "Feel better with a bandage." I say to him. He was quiet for a moment before speaking again. "I wasn't talking about that. I would tell you to just forget about her, but... it's hard to forget people you watch die or kill." Carson says to me. I nod my head.
After leaving his office, I go to the stairwell and decide to take a smoke. Carson's words going through my head. I hear someone coming down the stairs and I look around the corner and see that it's Sherry. I lean back against the wall and watch as she comes in front of me and leans against the wall as well. I offer her a cigarette and she takes it.
"Did you find her?" she asks me. I look at her and nod. "She alive?" I look down and think about whether or not I should tell her. After a minute of thinking I nod my head. "She's at our old house. Told her to go there. To hide away from Negan." I say to Sherry. She looks at me and chuckles. "I bet that was awkward for her. To be in that house. Knowing that you and I shared it once and not you and her." she says to me. I look at her and squint my eyes at her.
"Dwight... I need to know something." Sherry says to me. I look at her with a confused look. "Do you love her?" I look at Sherry and chuckle. "You know I'll always love her, Sherry. I told you that before we got serious." I say to her. She nods her head at me and crosses her arms. "No... Dwight... do you love her more than you love me?" I was frozen. How do I answer this question?
Instead of answering, I just decide to walk away. "I'll tell Negan." I stop dead in my tracks and feel the blood in my body start to boil. "I should have told him a long time ago about you and her. I wonder what he would have done, had he known that she and you knew each other. I wonder... I wonder if he would have made you listened through the walls as he fucked her. Or maybe... he would have killed her in front of you, just to get a kick." Listening to her words made my whole body feel like it was on fire. Like any second I was going to burst and destroy everything in my path.
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Love the Other Half
FanfictionJasmine is Dwight's best friend, his everything. She and Dwight met each other in high school and instantly became friends. They were there for each other through everything. Why did she just one day take off with no trace? 10 years later...