Summary: Aveline has always been a strong, leading woman in the Sanctuary’s community. But one unfortunate event makes her walls crumble and show her bare self. What will happen when that breakdown occurs right in front of Negan?
Word Count: 4911 (ooops.)
A/N: Hello everyone! This is my part for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash’s writing challenge 2. My prompt was ‘Mirror, mirror’ and I also created an OC with a mental health illness. Thank you so much for letting me participate!
Writing this has been a challenge for me, since I have the same illnesses as the OC and I may have gotten a little carried away. I also began writing another fanfic that I was too shy to post yet, so I wanted this one to be like a start to everything.
I really hope you enjoy reading this as much as I loved writing it! On a side note, this is my first time writing smut. So, all I can say is I’m sorry. ^^
Warnings: Negan’s language, smut, emotions (like a LOT), description of a panic attack and depression, so a little angst?
(gif originally posted by @irene-jmargs)
“What could possibly go wrong?”
Turns out today hasn’t been a successful day for anybody. The people at Alexandria didn’t have the required amount of supplies for the Saviors and some chick decided that it would be wise to shoot Lucille. Which made Negan completely lose it.
Now, Aveline was driving one of the empty trucks with Negan in the passenger seat back to the Sanctuary. The silence between them was almost unbearable to her. She knew Negan was furious that someone scarred his precious barbed-wire baseball bat. Negan’s gaze turned towards her about every tenth second, but she kept her gaze firmly on the empty, crumbled road.