The Last Popstar

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

"Hi. I'm Negan." He introduced himself to the group of three. Lucille resting on his shoulder, just dying to be swung around in their faces.

"So, which one of you is the leader of this...small group?" He asks and looks into each person's eyes. Til he hears a throat being cleared, then a response.

"What makes you think we have a leader?" Jack speaks up.

Negan scoffs a bit. "No leader, then, huh?" He says and kicks a jacket from the campsite that says "security" on the back of it. He then crouches down in front of Ariana, then looks up at the tour bus, then back to her.

"Now, if I'm not mistaken..." he grabs the pop-star by her chin firmly to get a proper look at her face.

"That's your fuckin' face on the side of that big ol bus over there, is it not?" He asks, with a big shit eating grin slapped on his face. She stays quiet as he studies her face.

"I'm totally fuckin' right." then signals for one of his men to come over and take a look. He nods in confirmation.

"So." He glances down at the dirty security jacket. "I'm betting that these two here." He gestures to Rob and Jack. "Are your security guards. And that makes you the boss, don't it?" He asked and Ariana shrugged shyly.

"So you're the boss, but not the leader?" He asks, letting go of Ariana's face now, and eyes Jack suspiciously, then Rob.

"And fatty over here..." he points to Rob with the end of Lucille. "Well, he seems kinda like a yes man. Don't he?" He asks and chuckles a bit.

"Yeah he is." His smile then turns into a frown, and he looks over at Jack.

"So that makes you the leader." He says and Jack just looks at the man. Then he shakes his head.

"I said we didn't have a leader." Jack said as a matter of factly.

"Bullshit." Negan booms, then bends down a bit to look Jack in the eye.

"You're the one that decides things, right? Where to go, when to scout for food, you're the fuckin' one that makes choices to keep the other two alive, that makes you the leader." Negan told him then Jack kind of nods.

"Yeah. Guess so." Jack says casually. Negan leans back at the answer.

"There we go, progress! Now, for future reference." He looks at each of the three in the face. "When I ask a question, you answer, got it?" He waited for a reply and the three nodded right away.

"Good!" He grinned with glee.

"Now, you're probably wondering what it is I want, right?" He asks with an eyebrow raised

"Yeah."

"Yep."

"Yes, Sir."

The three of them reply.

"Yes Sir?! I like this one!" Negan says pointing the baseball bat to Rob. "Yes I do." He says before glancing over to the tour bus, then back to the three on the ground before him.

"That fancy ass bus is what caught my eye. I could sure as shit use one of those." Negan says looking at it and nodding. Jack speaks up.

"Take it." He says, which causes the man to swing the baseball bat over his shoulder and stand in front of Jack now, eyeing him.

"Well thanks for your fuckin' permission, I was gonna take it anyway, but thanks again for the God damn green light. But if you'd let me fuckin' finish, I got a proposition for the three of you." He puts the baseball bat in front of him, holding it like a cane.

"I not only want the bus, all the shit in it, I also want you and your little group to go with us. Now, before you reject my kind as shit, generous offer, hear me out." He clears his throat.

"Supply and demand. People are a resource. And we're low in supply of people, high supply of those dead fucks over there." He says pointing towards the woods with Lucille.

"People are in high demand, and we got low supply in this world- I mean not me personally." He gestures to the large group of his followers around them. "But you can never have too many people. So I'm gonna be real fuckin' kind, and let two of you come home with us!" Negan grins as the three look puzzled at each other.

"Now, two of you are coming back with us, because what the fuck are you gonna do in the middle of nowhere when we take your weapons, shelter, and supplies?" He chuckles.

" So. While all three of you belong to me." He said pointing to himself.

"Only two win the Goddamn golden ticket." Negan states, then Ariana speaks softly.

"But there are three of us." She asks puzzled and Negan nods.

"Well would you look at that, little miss famous over here can count! Wow fuckin' gorgeous and smart!" He mocks her and she just glares in response.

"Oooh and feisty!" He says and stomps the ground with his boot. "I like it!" He then leans over to Jack. "Hey, you're not banging her, are ya? Think I got a shot with her?" He grins, showing all his teeth. Ariana crinkles her nose in response, Jack just shakes her head.

Negan stands up and looks at the tree of them. Then Ariana. "As I was saying, I'll take two of you." He puts up two fingers. "The other will pay for your entry in blood."

"But! You can't!" She objects and Negan puts his face in her face, leaving little to no personal space.

"I can, and I'm fuckin' going to...unless..." he pulls away from her, strokes his beard as though he just happened to have a grand idea.

"tell you what, since you look so Goddamn worried there, doll face, I'll let Tweedledee and Tweedledum here, not only live, but also get the fuckin' privilege of coming back with us, if..."

He locks his dark eyes with Ariana's own now.

"If you agree to become my wife."

Author's note: Who do you think will get killed if she refuses? Will she refuse, or accept to save the lives of others? Thanks for reading! Please review, let me know that you're still reading! Thank you  wigissnatched for voting on this! :)I really appreciate it!