Love In Hell (D.D.)

1.95 "When Did We Stop Loving Daryl?"

Five years ago.

Aaron looked at me amused "Another sleepover? "

I nodded "mhm. Yeah... Judith loves them."

Scott walked to me "morning"

Me "morning"

We walked up the front porch.

I knocked on the door and it cracked open. Some parents were here to pick up their kids.

We walked in.

I asked confused "Jocelyn?Judith? "

Scott "Marcus? "

-

We walked out and looked around.

Scott called out "Marcus! Where you at, buddy? "

Michonne walked to us, confused "what's wrong?"

I called out "Judith!"

Scott "Ken!"

Jon was dead on the ground.

Frankie rushed to us "Something's wrong. The infirmary was raided. "

A trail of blood lead to the sewers.

My stomach dropped.

Now. Night. At Negan's cell.

Me "Has Judith been down here today? "

Negan "You just curious, or... "

I sighed "Just answer the damn question, I don't want to be here longer than necessary "

Negan walked to the bars and leaned against them "why? There was a time you came down here on regular basis. Well, these are not the only times you came but.."

I growled "you got something say, Negan"

Negan "I don't. But you have something to say...to Daryl"

I raised an eyebrow "do i? And what?"

Negan "that we consummated the marriage "

Me "are you threatening me?"

Negan shook his head "I'd never. But just to be clear? Do we tell him or do we not?"

I nodded, clenching my jaw "one word from you to Daryl or anyone else and I promise that what you did to Glenn is nothing compared to what I will do to you. Don't forget that the only reason you're still breathing is because of my dad and because we have a council now and I am not allowed to decide shit on my own now"

Negan just looked at me.

Then I turned around to leave.

Negan "I haven't seen her. Not since yesterday. "

I turned to him " the hell does she talk to you about, anyway?"

Negan smirked " So now you're curious. "

I just looked at him "I am not in the mood, Negan, for real"

Negan shrugged "Nothing, really. - Um, just chit-chat. "

Me "Specifics... "

Negan "Homework, sometimes. Other times, how much she misses her Uncle Daryl. "

I looked down.

Negan "She likes hearing stories about her dad. - And Carl. "

Me" So you feed her bullshit. I mean, you have to since you don't know shit about my father and about my brother"