A leader has to rule.
Paring: Negan x Reader.
Warnings: Some injuries mentioned?, Language and angst.
P.S: I didn’t know exactly what I wanted but I think it ran out of my initial idea. I use as the base some things that happened on the show, and I inclement some things to add more… idk, “meaning”.I hope you guys like it. And I would love to hear what you guys have to say. Xoxo L.
Word Count: 3099
Negan enters in his room after killing the doctor, “it has to be done” he thought. He sat on the couch and stare into space “how things went through this? Why Sherry left? And why they had to free Daryl? I was almost making him crack under my hands. Fuck it” he thinks while he got up and went to get a cup of whiskey.
Was a pretty day today, after a while being here in Sanctuary and getting to understand all the point system (not that I worked with it, I’m one of Negan wives after all so I don’t need to move a muscle, but I don’t want to get lazy with my ass doing nothing all day just drinking and eventually having sex with Negan). I got to know that Negan was pretty smart about all that. How he makes the Saviors work and how he get everyone around here to work and to fear him.
Going back inside while I had a little escape getting the top of the trees to think about how my life got to that point. I went to the infirmary to find no one there, and after walking through the huge place I found Eugene, being honest I hated the guy, never understand why Abbe and Rosita kept him alive since the only thing he does is complain and cry all the time. I honestly always wanted to shot him in the fucking face. I mean we always fight, and since he got into the group we just protected him, my group.. well, ex-group, don’t need that weight on our shoulders. Not more than we already had.