I'm one of Negan's wives. Now, I know what you're thinking.
"She's such a whore"
"What a slut!"
Trust me I've heard it all. It's so weird how everything happened, I was once a girl that had no where to sleep.
The past
I was walking in the forest covered in mud & dirt, as I blinked dirt would fall off my eyelashes. I began to seek some sort of shelter but had no luck. My ankles hurt with every step, I just knew I had twisted them when I encountered that walker. God, he was a struggle to kill. The sound of loud truck engines startle me as I duck behind a tree hoping to not be seen. The trucks come to a holt causing my heart to skip a beat. Leaves & twigs begin to crunch louder & louder as the unknown men got closer & closer. I wanted to run but couldn't. My legs didn't want to move, my feet glued to the ground.
"Well, hello there." A man with leather on & a bat smiles as he approaches me.
He steps closer & I become more intimidated. I was fearful as to what he was going to do to me.
"Holy shit, you look shitty." He chuckles real loud not breaking eye contact.
A feeling of anger rises in me replacing the fear with just...anger.
"What do you fucking expect? Me to look clean & well fed? Sorry that I don't live the high luxury life like you do." I breath heavily as the yelling got me short of breath. I can tell he is startled by my yelling as he takes a few steps back.
"Come with me." He gestures for me to follow him but I don't move.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask hesitant to go with him.
"It's my 'luxury' " he sarcastically says luxury mocking what I said to him. "place. I can get you clean & a bed to sleep in."
I start to follow him as we file into a truck. He had me so focused on him that I didn't even realize all of his men were there.
"Oh, I'm Negan by the way. I'm sure you've heard of me." He smirks as If he's so popular.
"Actually, I haven't..." I look out the window feeling aggravated. It sucked being alone & I wanted someone to help me but I felt weak & defenseless...like a child calling for their parents to help them.
The ride to Negan's place was long & quiet. As we got there & I got out, I saw all of the dirt that was now on the seat of the truck that had come off of me. I start to walk away completely ignoring it not even caring.
"Let me show you around." Negan puts his hand on my back taking me to the front door of the tall building that he called his place.
Negan walks me around showing me all the rooms including the kitchen where he says I can go & grab food whenever I want. He shows me his room & my eyes go wide at the sight of the giant room with lots of furniture. I hadn't seen a room like that in years & I didn't think people still had rooms like this. He notices me gazing shockingly at his room & he chuckles.
"Yeah, it's a bit much but the saviors gather new stuff for me which is where all of this furniture came from. You should've seen what this room liked a year ago. It was so shitty." Negan is looking me in the eye when speaking, I liked that about him. He never broke eye contact with me.
I slightly chuckle as he walks out continuing the tour. A group of women glare at me with a dirty look as I walk by.
"Those are my wives." Negan whispers to me as he notices the dirty looks they're giving me.
