Dirty Little Secret, No More. Part 3
A/N: Hey guys, sorry this took so long to get out.. I had a few incidents come up that have been keeping me from being able to finish and post this, so I am really sorry about the wait. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! No smut but there is a lot interaction between the reader and Simon and the reader, and Negan. There are flashbacks again as well and some interesting little tidbits in here that are all connecting the past to the present and foreshadowing the future! Sorry if anything is confusing I tried to make it all flow but it anything doesn’t feel free to let me know! Stay tuned for more. As always, feedback is very much appreciated!
warnings: season 7 ep 1 storyline? death, angst.. Negan’s filthy mouth, Rick being a dick (out of character for purpose of the fic.) – also not proofread thoroughly
word count: 6,750 ( a LOT, I know.)
Gasping for air and blinking my eyes rapidly I regain the strength in my body. Enough to realize that I am in a bed. A bed? As I lay there, waiting for my breath to steady and the feeling in my legs to come back I start to recall the events that took place when I was last conscious. Abraham, and Glenn, they’re dead. Negan did this, and not even with any sign of remorse. Was it all just a dream, I can hear no voices, just silence. It must have all just been a dream, maybe this whole world is just a dream, maybe.
“Well, good morning there sunshine!” I sit up quickly looking up to find none other than Negan standing in the small walkway of the RV staring at me with a grin. I guess it was- this, is real.