Deadland

Chapter 117- You Think I Would Hit You?

(TW!! Mentions of abuse!!)

"Wait, why aren't we leaving?" Magna asks, appearing behind me as I'm putting a shirt on. 

"Shit's fucked here. It's boring at Alexandria and I think I would be able to help if I stay here." I inform her, turning to her and leaning against the dresser, crossing my arms. 

She nods, "Okay, then we stay." 

I scoff, "Oh, like it was an offer." 

She rolls her eyes playfully and gently cups my cheek before kissing me deeply. A small giggle comes from the doorway and we immediately break the kiss. "Bug, what're you doin'?" I ask, putting my hands on my hips pertly. 

She smiles and cups her mouth, running and jumping on the bed. "Oh, nothing," She sighs exaggeratedly, flopping backward. "Just spying on you." 

Magna chuckles, "Oh yeah? And why's that?" 

Beatrice smiles and sits up, "Because it's fun." She squeaks. She squeals in excitement when Magna leaps on the bed and grabs her pulling her into a restraining hug. "Magna! Get off of me!" She giggles, fighting- and failing, to be able to move her arms. 

Magna shakes her head, "Oh, this is punishment for spying." I don't even say anything, I just admire them. And, without realizing it, I can feel an actual smile on my face for the first time in months, even years. All because of Beatrice. 

Beatrice laughs, "I'll never do it again! I'll never do it again!" 

Magna looks at her mock-suspiciously and looks at me, "Do you believe that?" 

I look up at the ceiling, exaggeratingly thinking, "Hm..." I take slow steps toward Beatrice, her wide and nervous-excited eyes fueling something within me. "You'll have to make it up to us." 

Beatrice nods and laughs as Magna walks her fingers up her arms and neck, "Okay! Okay!" 

Magna and I look at each other. "I guess...you have to..." 

"Adrian," Alyssa comes in the room, sighing deeply. "It happened again." She pauses and smiles at Beatrice, scrunching her nose before turning back to me. "Third crate this week." 

I clench my jaw and Magna releases Beatrice. "Fuck, who was on watch?" I follow Alyssa's eyes to Magna. "Magna?" 

She sighs and sits up, running her fingers through her hair. "Sickos were at the breach." 

I nod, "Okay, you could've woken someone up. I-" A sigh escapes my lips and I chew on my cheek. "Wait, I'm not the leader, why are you tellin' me this?" 

Alyssa shrugs, "They were talking about how you should know. I dunno, Yumiko knows but they said you should." 

I raise an eyebrow, "Um...okay, I'm comin'." 

"Can I come?" Beatrice asks as I'm walking out of the room. 

"Well, duh." I agree, motioning for her to come with me. I shoot a final glance at Magna, half-smiling at her, and then walk out. 

"Also...more bad news." Alyssa says lowly, walking down the steps of the brick house. 

"Oh god." I groan, tossing my head back. 

"Negan's gone." 

"What?!" I exclaim, stopping in my tracks. 

"Lydia got beat by that bitch who called you by you know who's last name and her two little minions. Negan killed her by accident but they don't want him alive anymore. Someone let him out."