Summary: It seems like Negan is missing you and things escalate at the sanctuary.
“No one can say that death found in me; a willing comrade - or that I went easily.” - Cassandra Clare
He left and you were allowed to get back up, and decided to head to the cafeteria for food, you didn’t realize how starved you were until now.
You arrived in the building and there were quite a few people in line waiting to eat and you joined them.
As the line started to get shorter, you noticed there was less and less food in the trays.
After waiting, you were finally next in line and there was nothing left but one sandwich, you looked up to the server and thought he looked familiar, you eyed him quizzically, then it hit you.
“Brian?” You asked curiously, trying to make sure it was him. One side of his face was swollen and he had a black eye.
“Yeah?” He said, glancing at you before putting the sandwich on a tray.
“What happened to you, and why are you out here?” You asked, tilting you head in concern.
“Well, after the other night when I let you drink, I got demoted from cook and got put out here and put on dish washing duty. And this-” he pointed to his swollen, black eye, “Is from when you were talking about Negan.”
“Shit.. I’m sorry, Brian.”
He put his hands up in protest, shaking his head, “Trust me, it could have been a lot worse. Don’t worry about it.” He slid the tray with sandwich over to you and just as you were about to pick it up, it was taken. You looked up to see Amber holding it.
“That’s my fucking food.” You said, with a hostile look spreading across your face.
“I haven’t eaten and wives eat no matter what.” She winked, passing by you and knocking her shoulder into yours.
You just rolled your eyes, there was no need to start a fight in here at this moment. You turned back to Brian and he shrugged and gave you an understanding look, “I’m sorry, (Y/N), that was all the food for tonight and wives do eat, no matter what.”
“It’s fine, Brian.” You said in a tired voice and walked out of the cafeteria, heading up to your room.
You walked down the corridor past the wives room and you could hear Amber.
“I threw that shit away, I didn’t even eat it.”
“That’s sorta harsh, Amber.” You heard another voice interject.
“So? Bitch needs to learn her place. It’s gonna get much worse from here.”
You almost started to enter and beat the fuck out of her, but decided against it, you were too tired and just ready to take a shower and lay down.
You entered your room and headed for the bathroom, stripping off your clothes and getting in the shower. Half the time the water was only luke warm at best, but you didn’t complain.
Most people didn’t even get showers anymore, so even being able to get one at all was a luxury even you were grateful for.
When you were done, you stepped out and wrapped a towel around yourself and headed back out into the room and looked through a draw in one of the desks to get some clothes.
“That’s a damn good look on you, darlin’.” Negan’s voice echoed behind you.
You gasped and turned around, he was leaning on the wall, he was in just a tee-shirt and jeans and Lucille wasn’t with him for once.
You breathed out, “You fuckin’ scared me.”
He chuckled and walked over. “Sorry, darlin’, wanted to have another talk with you. Would have loved to have a chat with you in the shower though.” He licked his lips, eyeing the bare skin on you that was visible.
“Talk about what?” You asked, pulling some clothes out of the drawer.
He walked over to you and leaned against the desk, “About you stopping with this bullshit and coming back to being my wife.”
You looked up at him, “Get rid of Amber and I will.”
He shook his head, “No, I’m not gonna fuckin’ do that, babydoll.”
You gave him a coy smirk and dropped the towel, revealing your body to him; if he wanted to play at that, then you could too. His eyes widened as he was looking up and down your naked body, he had a look of lust in his eyes while looking at you. He chewed on his lip slowly, and you began putting your clothes on.
“Too bad.” You smiled evily back at him. You relished in the fact that not being able to have you was driving him crazy.
He shifted his jeans with his hands and you could tell he was hard.
He cleared his throat, “Well, that makes me kinda wanna fuckin’ reconsider, but I’d rather you just stop this shit and just be a wife again.”
You both stood there in silence, the sexual tension between you two was starting to rise again and you almost gave into it. You wanted to give into it, but you knew that doing that would only give him more power in the end.
“No.” You said calmy.
He blinked and sucked his teeth, “Well, I hope you’ll change your fuckin’ mind, doll.” He had an annoyed tone in his voice and he turned and left the room. You smiled proudly knowing it was getting under his skin that you weren’t a wife, maybe at some point he’d understand how you felt.
You got up the next day and headed downstairs, back out to the washtub to finish washing more clothes. Luckily when you got there, the wives weren’t around, so that was a plus. So you did your job - still hating it - but also happier that you had been in days knowing that you were beginning to see Negan squirm.
You were in the middle of scrubbing a pair of jeans when you heard a voice call your name.
You turned around, squinting your eyes to see a dark-haired man coming up to you in a jean vest and dirty pants.
You had never seen him before in the compound. You laid the pants down and turned to him.
“Yeah?” You asked confused.
“I need you to come with me.” He said in a stern tone.
“For what? I’m doing my job, I can’t leave.” You said back, furrowing your brows, not understanding why you were being called away.
“Just follow me. Now.” He said, a glowering expression spreading on his face.
You stood transfixed on him and unmoving.
Why was this strange man asking you to follow him?
Did Negan send him?
You were confused and suspicious, but you reluctantly followed him.
“Did Negan send you?” You asked suspiciously.
“..Yeah..” He said slowly, not looking at you, he kept his eyes ahead.
He led you into a part of sanctuary you had never seen before. You were brought into a building with fern-green looking walls and you walked down some stairs into what looked like some type of basement.
Your gut instinct was telling you to get out, but you didnt listen.
“What’s going on?” You said cautiously.
The man didn’t answer you, he shut the door behind you and locked it. You were starting to get scared now.
“What the fuck?” You said with your voice quivering.
The man prowled towards you and you backed up, trying to distance yourself from him, but he caught you by the hair and tangled it around his fingers and slammed you hard against the wall, your head hit the bricks.
You let out a yelp at the pain.
It took a minute for your eyes to reset themselves as everything got bright.
“Sorry,” he chuckled in an unapologetic tone.
“What the fuck do you want?” You said, breathing heavily as your head was beginning to throb.
“It’s not what I want.. I was asked to bring you here. I don’t have a problem with you.. but someone close to me does.” He growled.
He looked over his shoulder, you could hear the footsteps of someone else approaching, you looked over to see Amber walking up. She was smiling cheerfully and had a knife in her hand.
“Hey, (Y/N). I see you’ve met Randy.” She came up to the man, kissing him on the cheek. You let out a breathe and looked back and forth at the two of them in shock, this fucking bitch had set you up.
“Can’t fight your own battles, can you?” You asked her, gritting your teeth.
“Oh, I can. But not with Negan around, like he’d ever let me lay a finger on you, but he’s out with his men and I’ve been planning this for a while.. So, I asked Randy here to help me. I told you this wasn’t over.” She spoke softly, still holding the knife in her hand.
“You fucking him, too?” You asked, glaring at them.
Amber smirked and rolled her eyes and punched you in the face, her fist landing hard on your cheek bone. Randy pushed you even further into the wall, his hand still firmly placed in your hair.
“Yeah, I am. You think I give an actual shit about Negan? I’ve been going behind his back for months.”
You scoffed, “What’s wrong? Did I upset you that bad that you needed to do this, are you mad that I kicked your ass, Amber? Need your boyfriend to manhandle me for you?”
She smiled, “I fucking hate you. I have from day one and the sooner you disappear the better, but I’ll give you a chance to beg me for your life.. And maybe I’ll let you go, and maybe you can work for me when we overtake Negan..”
You could feel your eye already starting to swell. “If you’re gonna kill me, then kill me. I’m not gonna fuckin’ beg you, I just hope Negan bashes your head in to where you’re unrecognizable. I’m not going easily, bitch” You said bluntly, staring her in the face, ready for whatever it was that they were both about to do to you.
“Have it your goddamn way then.” Randy said as hit you in the face, allowing blood to flow freely from you nose, he yanked you by your hair again and slung you to the ground, you tried kicking him off of you, but he was too powerful and Amber grabbed you by the throat to hold you down. Randy grabbed your arms pinning them to your side and you gave every bit of enery you had trying to squirm from under him Amber tightened her grip on your neck and punched you in the face yet again, you tried to suck in as much oxygen as you could as she beared down on you, you kicked and fought as much as your could with both of their weights on you. You could already start to see the various colors in your vision as you started slipping into unconsciousness, you could taste the blood running down your throat, the sickening, metallic taste. You could hear their voices and they sounded very far away.
“Fucking bitch.” You heard Amber’s voice echo off in the distance and you felt the sharp pain of the knife going into your side. You were out of air now and conciousness had slipped away from you as everything faded to black and all you could hear were the yells of men.
You are Penelope Bunce. One day, while studying, you discover a powerful time-traveling spell that allows you to briefly visit any moment within the last two years. You travel back to that moment, but your arrival causes a change of events that alters one detail of your present.
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