Take Me Away Part 2: Always Yours
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Possible trigger warning? No rape but manipulation and all that
By the time you reached Negan’s compound, it was morning and you hadn’t stopped staring out the window. Negan glanced at you out of the corner of his eye every few minutes but you only knew that because he would snicker every time he did. You couldn’t even imagine what Negan had planned for you but every thought that passed through your mind nauseated you. You could easily jump out of Negan’s car, allow yourself to get run over by the cars following him and be done with it.
But you couldn’t bear to break Rick’s heart.
And so there you sat in the passenger’s seat while Negan dragged you farther and farther away from your home in Alexandria and there was absolutely nothing you could do about it.
“You’re gonna like it here, Y/N,” Negan remarked.
“Doubt it,” you scoffed.
“Ooh, icy,” Negan said with a chuckle, “But I think you will, Y/N. I could show you what a real man is.”
“I had a real man,” you retorted, crossing your arms, “You took me away from him. How the fuck are you a real man?”
“Because most men wouldn’t give ya a choice,” Negan explained, “I ain’t gonna force ya.”
“Well, you’re a real stand-up guy, aren’t you?” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes, “If only you felt the same way about murdering people. Then we’d be all set.”
“Don’t forget your ex-boyfriend started all of this,” Negan said.
“He’s not my ex.”
“He is now.”
“Whatever,” you grumbled, still refusing to back down, “We were defending ourselves. Sit there and say it’s all our fault all you want but you know you would’ve done it anyway. So don’t use my people to justify what you do.”
“You’ll change your mind eventually,” he said, “I can wait patiently, Y/N. I know one day you’ll see my way.”
“Don’t hold your breath,” you replied. Negan’s only response was a fit of laughter and then there was more silence for the rest of the trip which oddly enough wasn’t that far. You’d expected Negan’s men to take you and lock you up somewhere but Negan took you himself once you all arrived back at the compound.
“Where are you taking me?” you asked.
“Gotta clean you up,” Negan explained. He turned to look at you over his shoulder, his eyes moving up and down your body, “Lookin’ a little wrecked.”
“Quite a compliment,” you grumbled, folding your arms a little tighter across your chest.
“It could be a lot worse,” Negan said, “You could be like our friend, Daryl right now.”
“Huh?” you hadn’t seen what Negan’s men had done after you were thrown into his car so you had no idea that others from your group were taken along with you, “You took Daryl too?”
Negan pointed to Dwight standing by an open door with a pile of clothes in his arms and you caught a glimpse of Daryl curled up in the corner of a dark, creepy room completely nude. Your heart broke for Daryl but before you could attempt to stop what was happening, Negan wrapped his long, slender fingers around your arm and pulled you closer to him.
“He’ll be fine,” Negan said, “Let’s worry about you.”
Even with all the hell Negan was putting you through, you were grateful that he left you alone to bathe. The hot water felt nice against your skin, the sweat and grime practically melting off of you. If only you could sit here forever and not have an evil man waiting outside the door for you. But you knew he would get impatient soon and come into the room whether you were finished or not so you bathed quickly and got out to dry yourself off. He had left a loose fitting green wrap dress hanging on the door for you to put on once you were clean and you slipped it on, slipping your feet back into the boots you had arrived in as he hadn’t left you with shoes.
You threw open the door where Negan was waiting, leaning against the wall and tapping the wall with his bat. He smirked when he laid eyes on you, pushing himself off the wall and placing his bat over his shoulder.
“Goddamn!” he exclaimed, throwing his head back, “You are a real beauty, aren’t you? I can see why Rick had a damn panic attack losin’ you.”
“Yeah, great,” you said with a scoff, forcing yourself to resist the urge to roll your eyes, “So…where are you taking me now?”
“Your room,” he said, “Let you get yourself settled for the next few days.”
Negan led you through the halls until you reached a slightly nicer side of the compound. He chuckled as he stopped at the last door to the right, gesturing to the door behind him at the very end of the hall, “Got ya right next to me. Till you’re ready to join me.”
“Never gonna happen,” you said.
“Suit yourself,” Negan replied, shrugging his shoulders, “Like I said, I can wait patiently.”
Negan pretty much left you alone for the rest of the day. Someone dropped in later in the evening to give you some food and give you some more clothes but when you asked for your own clothes, the clothes you’d worn when Negan took you, they seemed to be at a loss for words.
Everything up to the next morning was uneventful but you were exhausted, unable to find sleep last night. You tossed and turned all night, plagued by thoughts of Rick’s well-being. Did he make it back alright? Is Carl okay? Is Judith okay? The lack of answers was driving you mad.
You stayed in bed for a good hour after you woke up, hoping Negan and the others would just ignore you for the day. You didn’t even care if you ate. But you just couldn’t get one wish.
Negan came into the room, tapping on the door with his bat, “Morning sunshine. How long’ve you been up?”
“Not too long,” you said, “Do…do you carry that thing around with you wherever you go?”
“What, Lucille?” Negan grinned as he held the bat up to the light, almost as if he was admiring a cherished pet or child, “Of course I take her with me everywhere.”
“I see,” you said. You cleared your throat as you got out of bed, though you didn’t move very far from it, keeping your hands folded in front of you, “I…I had something to ask.”
“Oh?” Negan said, “And what’s that?”
“When…when you go back to Alexandria, I…I was…I was um…wondering if I could go,” you murmured.
Negan’s response was delayed by a fit of laughter. He walked towards you, slowly, pointing his bat at you, “You gave me all this attitude yesterday and now you want favors?”
“Just this one thing,” you said, “Just this one time I want to go. I just wanna make sure everyone’s okay.”
“And what do I get out of this?” Negan inquired, taking another step forward.
“What do you want?” you asked uncertainly, “You-you said you wouldn’t force me to do anything!”
“I can ask for something can’t I?” Negan said, “I’ve gotta get mine, right?”
“Depends on what it is.”
“You can spare a little kiss can’t ya?” Negan said, “Considering I don’t have to let you see your friends again, it’s the least you can offer.”
“The very thought of wasting a kiss on you makes me physically sick,” you said, “But that’s all you want just to let me go with you to Alexandria?”
“That’s it,” Negan said, “Your choice.”
You sighed and brushed your fingers through your hair, “You’re disgusting.”
That remark didn’t wipe the stupid grin on Negan’s face as he seemed to know what your decision was. If one silly little kiss was going to convince him to let you see Rick, then sacrifices had to be made. Rick wouldn’t be upset over one kiss, would he?
You came towards him, trying to stay out of your head as much as you could. Closing your eyes, you leaned in and pressed your lips to Negan’s, your body stiff and your arms at your sides. You were quick to pull way but Negan grabbed you by the back of the head with one hand while the other hand pressed your body against his as he kissed you harder. You squeaked under his lips and pushed him away, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.
“You fucker!” you shouted, “Don’t ever do that again!”
“Now for my end of the bargain,” he said, completely ignoring what had just happened, “We’ll probably be heading over there early, just to keep your little friends on their toes.”
“Great,” you muttered, “Can this conversation be over now?”
“Sure, sure,” Negan said, chuckling as he headed for the door, “And by the way, this little exchange will be our secret.”
Negan waited three days instead of the full week to make his return to Alexandria. He dragged Daryl along as well with dried blood from his nose running down to his upper lip, a fresh black eye and a broken spirit. But at least he’d been given some sweats no matter how filthy they were.
You were getting jumpy as you approached the front gate with Negan, waiting for Spencer to open up and let you all in. Spencer glared at you as if you had betrayed the group. Had Spencer expected you to look as broken as Daryl? Did Rick not explain to the group what had happened to you? Or maybe Rick hadn’t expected this either.
Your heart sunk to your stomach when Rick appeared and your eyes met. Negan wrapped his arm around your waist, his hand rested on your hip as he yanked you closer to him. You hoped that Rick could see how unwanted the contact was.
“Y/N,” Rick spoke up as Negan passed him. You turned to look at him over your shoulder, desperate to be in his arms again but Negan whipped the two of you around, nearly shoving you away from him.
“Nope, you don’t talk to her,” Negan said, waving his finger in Rick’s face, “She’s not yours anymore.”
“I don’t belong to anyone,” you remarked.
Negan turned to you, all humor lost, “I let you come along today. I never said you could talk to them. Now let’s go look around, shall we? Maybe your ex-boyfriend here would like to show us around.”
“Ex?” Rick said.
“I already said she’s not yours anymore,” Negan said, “That makes her an ex. Now come on, show us around.”
Negan’s men spent the rest of the afternoon tearing houses apart, taking nearly everything from the infirmary and took every single weapon from the armory. Chairs and beds were thrown out onto the street. The only thing Negan didn’t seem interested in taking was the food. And the entire day, he made it a point to have his hands somewhere on your body. Your shoulder, your arms, your hips, anywhere that Rick could see. And it was unsettling watching Rick slowly losing his patience. You were almost tempted to make Negan stop taunting Rick but you stopped yourself. Negan had no sense of humor when it came to you and Rick.
As you and Negan were walking back to the truck, you pulled on his leather jacket, “Wait.”
“More favors?” Negan snapped.
“Just let me talk to Rick just for a second,” you said, “Please. I’m begging you. I don’t care what it costs me.”
Negan looked back at Rick standing at the gate and sighed heavily, nodding to him, “Alright, go on.”
You ran towards Rick as fast as you could and threw your arms around him. That might’ve cost the both of you later but at the moment you didn’t care and it didn’t feel like Rick did either. He whimpered against your shoulder.
“I miss you,” he whispered.
“I know,” you said, “Look, I need you to know something, Rick. Okay? I need you to know that no matter what happens, no matter what Negan says, I’m still yours. I’m always yours.”
“And I’m always yours, Y/N,” Rick replied, “You should go. Negan doesn’t look too happy. Stay safe, Y/N. Do what you have to do to survive, alright?”
“I’ll try,” you said. You reluctantly pulled away from Rick and hurried back to Negan, wincing as he smacked your backside, “I’m sorry.”
“Yeah,” he said as he followed you into the truck. They started it up and sped off down the road. Negan was fuming so you refrained from looking back at Rick, “Last time I bring you with me.”
“Fair enough,” you said, “So what did that hug cost me?”
“I think the question is what’s stopping me from going back and beating the shit out of Rick right now?” Negan retorted, “If he can’t keep his goddamn hands to himself and you can’t seem to control yourself, what other choice is there?”
“Wait, wait, Rick doesn’t have to die,” you said, “You need him. You said you did. You need him!”
“You don’t have to pay for that little hug back there,” Negan said, “Now you’re paying for Rick’s life. And what do you think Rick’s life costs, Y/N?”
Negan’s implications gave you a terrible stomach ache and you could’ve broken down in tears right there. Despite what Rick had asked of you, you didn’t care for your own survival. But Rick’s? You cared more about Rick’s safety than yours. But how far could you go to save Rick’s life?
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