I do not own Twilight or TWD TV/or comics and or any familiar quotes. I claim the OC’s known as Desiree and Jacoby however.
Couple days later…
When Bella finally came to, Negan was sitting in a chair across from her. He had his head resting in a classic thinking pose. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was a mess. She sat up but reached to her head. Negan cleared his throat.
“How you feeling?”
“Like I got my head bashed in.”
The man nodded and came to his feet. He grabbed a bottle of pills off a nearby dresser and tossed them over; then he pointed to a bottle of water on the nightstand.
“Were you…” She was about to ask if he’d been there the entire time, but trailed off figuring it best if she didn’t know.
She took the pills and downed the entire bottle of water.
“Nevermind. It doesn’t matter.”
She murmured and threw the covers off her. A small whimper followed. Bella lifted the pink nightie Negan had her in. There was dried blood around the area of her navel. Her entire body ached and the right side of her face felt as though it were on fire. Negan made his way over and offered a hand.
“I got it…” She snapped and he sighed.
Bella slowly but surely made her way off the bed. She headed into the bathroom where she did her business. Then she went to wash her hands and scrub her face, but she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and staggered back. Her eye was swollen shut and there was a massive bruise going across her face.
“Swelling’s gone down but still, pretty hideous…” She heard Negan say as he was standing outside the door.
Bella’s hands balled up into fists. Without another thought, she grabbed whatever she could get her hands on and threw the items his direction. He raised his brows and dodged the intended hits. Bella screamed out and pulled at her hair. Negan nodded as he’d expected this sort of reaction. Bella hugged her gut then rushed over and puked in the sink. Negan’s lip curled in disgust. But he didn’t utter a word on it. He waited until she was done.
Bella closed her eyes and was shaking with fury.
“For what?!” she spat.
And before he could so much as answer, she pivoted back around.
“For killing one of my friends, for kidnapping me, for leaving out the part where you had ‘other’ wives, or for your men nearly raping my fucking ass? You see the list… it’s getting pretty long! So I haven’t a clue which part you’re referring to!”
“So that’s a no to having a beer?” He witted with a smirk.
Bella grabbed a picture off the wall and flung it at him.
“You know… technically this is your room. So you’re breaking your stuff.”
“DO YOU EVER STOP?! I SWEAR TO GOD! AND QUIT STARING AT ME LIKE THAT! I ALREADY KNOW I LOOK LIKE SHIT! THE DISGUSTED LOOK ON YOUR FACE ISN’T FUCKING HELPING! JUST GET OUT! GET LAID OR WHATEVER IT IS YOU FUCKING DO. LEAVE ME THE FUUUUCK ALONE!”
“You had better show him more respect and recognize just who it is you’re talking to!”
Bella snap her head towards the voice seeing it to be Sherry. Negan was pinching the bridge of his nose and laughing. The wives stood directly behind ‘their king’ and were eyeing Bella down.
“Oh please… He’s a grown ass man. He can fight his own battles. Quit treating him like some god damn titty baby!”
“You say one more word against him and you’ll be dealing with me.”
“Bring it, sister… I dare you.”
Sherry started her way towards Bella and Negan shot out a hand stopping her.
“Go on now. All of you…”
Sherry shook her head and Negan tilted his. He didn’t like that she was challenging his authority.
“Don’t even think about it…” he harshly warned.
“Get us some supper started. I’ll be there to gather ours shortly.”
“You mean you’re not joining us?” Amber questioned with disappointment.
“Not tonight. Now do as you’re told and leave us.”
Bella waited until they were out of the room.
“So what is this exactly? An open marriage?”
“Open marriage?!” he repeated with a growl.
“Well clearly you’re fucking whoever you want. So what’s not to say it can’t be the other way around? Maybe I should get me five boyfriends or better yet, husbands! And that’s another thing… you’re out of your fucking mind if you think you’re going to treat me like you do them. I don’t have air leaking out of head. Clearly they do!”
Negan smiled and cocked a brow.
“Don’t you do that!”
“Do what?” he said but was making his way over.
He backed her up against the wall and moved a strand of hair away from her face. Negan caressed her cheek as he spoke.
“If another man so much as fucking touches you, I will personally KILL them. So you’d do well to keep that in mind. After all it would be THEIR blood on YOUR hands! You belong to me and I’m not willing to share!” He closed his eyes and breathed her in.
“And how is it you would like to be treated?” he whispered in a seductive tenor.
“You wanna be the top hen, is that it? You wanna be daddy’s girl?! “
She could feel him breathing against her neck. That odd sensation hit all over again and Bella was doing everything within her power to ignore it. When Negan leaned in for a kiss, she blocked the attempt, with a single finger.
“If daddy wants to play with me, he has to put his bitches outside!”
This caught the man flatfooted. He just stood there, in a daze as she strutted off.
Bella entered the kitchen and Amber choked back on her food. Sherry had this rather peeved look about her. The others shared the same ‘oh shit’ expression.
“You do realize that you’re wearing MY clothes, right?”
Bella shrugged and grabbed a bottle of water off the shelf. She welcomed herself to the table.
“Those jeans are impossible to find and that top… it’s one of my favorites.”
“Newsflash… it’s is the fucking apocalypse; therefore everything is hard to find nowadays.” Bella uttered.
Sherry curled that lip of hers as Bella propped her feet onto the table.
“Negan hates that!”
Bella lifted her eyes and gave a simple nod.
“Then he can be the one to tell me that.”
Sherry shot up from the table and marched on over. She moved Bella’s feet back down and Bella grimaced as her stomach was still tender.
“Feet… off the table!”
“Gee… okay, mom!”
“What did you just say to me?”
Desiree covered her mouth in attempts to stifle a giggle. Sherry and Bella were having themselves a bit of a stare down. The older woman took her seat once again and Amber’s jaw dropped. Bella had her feet back on the table. To top it off she had mud caked into the crevices of her boots. Sherry went to say something, but refrained as Negan entered the room. His hair was still damp from taking a shower and he was buttoning his shirt. He walked on over and lowered Bella’s feet. He shook his head as if to scold her. Sherry smiled in response and had that ‘told you so’ attitude to go with it.
Bella wasn’t sure what came over her, but it was heavy. If this was her new way of life… she wasn’t playing second fiddle to ANYONE! Bella had no issues in marking her territory so to speak. And she hadn’t a doubt that she could win Negan over. Sure… he might not rid of the other wives, but by the time she was done; she’d have him wrapped around her little pinkie. He’d barely acknowledge the others presence. They would become thing more than fuck buddies. That was the only way this was going to work. And she didn’t care how ugly things got in order to achieve this. It was time to play a little hardball. At the moment, it was more than obvious who the top cow was… And she was looking right at her. Sherry… the tall bombshell. Bella could see what Negan had. But that attitude was going to get her into a lot of trouble. Amber came in at a close second. And Bella… well she wouldn’t settle for bronze. Not a chance in hell. It was gold or nothing! But in order to do that… she had to get to know these women, inside out. She needed to know their weaknesses as well as their strengths, but most importantly. What had Negan so intrigued in the first place? He picked each of them for a reason… but why? She found it hard to believe it was just about sex. If that was the case he’d had fucked them and been done. No, each of them… Bella included intrigued him somehow and enough that he willingly called them ‘wife’.
“Where is Bella’s plate?” Negan asked as Amber brought his over.
To Bella’s great surprise Desiree handed Bella a cold wash cloth.
“It’s for your eye…”
The pretty blonde nodded and offered her hand in greeting.
Negan observed in silence.
“Well Bella it’s very nice to meet you.”
Amber sat Bella a plate and Desiree went to sit back down. Only Negan took her by the hand and pulled her towards him. He pecked her on the lips and gave a simple nod. It was his way of saying thank you. She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair.
“Desiree, doesn’t Negan look rather fetching clean shaven?”
The young blonde caressed his bare face and nodded in full agreement.
“Yes, actually he does. So much better!”
Bella smiled and cut him a flirtatious wink.
Negan didn’t comment and motioned for Desiree to take her seat.
“So Bella… Where are you from?” Amber questioned.
Bella took a sip of water before answering.
“Small town back in Washington.”
Negan reared back at this.
“What town?” he added with curiosity.
He chuckled and shook his head.
Negan damn near choked on his beans. Bella gazed upon him in wonder.
“You don’t happen to be kin to a Chief Swan, now are ya?”
Bella’s had that heart dropping feeling. She hadn’t heard that name in quite some time. Not since the outbreak… Not since she lost them all… She swallowed back and nodded.
“He was my father…”
“Well fuck, I thought I recognized that truck!”
“Yeah, the one back at New Haven or whatever that dipshit uncle of yours calls that joke of a colony. That truck… it’s always parked by the gate. It’s yours, isn’t it?!”
“Well fuck… I guess it’s true what they say… Small world and all. I sold that truck to your old man. And come to think of it… I remembered him mentioning he had a daughter and how it was some sort of welcome home present.”
“You lived in Forks?” She questioned with disbelief.
“Fuck no! Try Seattle…”
She nodded but wasn’t sure what to make of all this.
“So what became of the old man?”
Bella looked to the scar on her wrist.
“Took him out of his misery…”
Sherry and the other wives reared back on this.
“You killed your own father?”
Bella looked to Sherry and rolled her eyes.
“That’s right and if you can’t do the math on that one… then you’re even dumber than you look.”
Negan raised his brows on this.
“There’s no need to jump down my throat. It was just a simple question.” Sherry retorted.
“No it wasn’t. It was an accusation of sorts. Look, I get what you’re doing. And I gotta give you props. But just know it’s not going to work. I’m not going anywhere. So fucking deal.”
Bella finished what was in her plate and came to a stand. She rinsed it out and excused herself from the room. Desiree regarded Negan with a smile.
“I like her! She’s fun!”
The others made no comment. Negan cleared his throat, gathering Sherry’s attention. He patted his leg in a hinting matter and she smiled. She made her way over and he pulled her into his lap. He kissed her then put his forehead to hers. He whispered just so she could hear.
“Careful… I’m not responsible for that mouth of yours. So if it gets you into trouble. Don’t you dare come crying to me. And you can’t say I didn’t warn you. This one… she’s not like the others. And if you keep testing her, you’re going to find out soon enough. This kitten comes with fucking claws.”
“What are these?” Bella questioned as Desiree handed her a bottle of pills.
“For the pain… and this…” She waved another bottle about. “Will help with the swelling.”
“Don’t mention it.”
As much as Bella wanted to rid of the swelling and the pain, she wasn’t so sure about trusting this woman. For all she knew it could very well be an act. So she tossed the pills into the nightstand for now. But as she did this she couldn’t control the painful groan.
“You should be resting…” Desiree said.
“Yeah well something tells me I won’t be getting much of that around here.”
“Oh… you mean Negan…” the blonde said with a giggle.
Bella narrowed her eyes on this.
“I could help…”
“Help?” Bella questioned.
“Well yeah… Next time he’s in the mood… you just let me handle all the moving around parts. You kick back and…”
“AHHHH! Alright… so not on the same page. Negan and I…” she trailed off realizing that could be a very big mistake.
The blonde tilted her head waiting for Bella to finish.
“Still in that honeymoon phase, you know….”
Desiree got this wide grin about her.
“So you don’t want any company at the moment.”
“Exactly, I’m not quite done with him.”
“Oh sug… Believe me when I say that you’ll never be ‘done’.”
“Is that so?”
“Oh yeah…” the blonde said behind a schoolgirl giggle.
She sat at the edge of the bed and looked to be blushing.
“So how long have you and Negan…”
“A couple years now.”
“And the others?”
“Sherry’s going on her 4th and Amber’s on her 3rd. Chelsea almost made it to three. Tracy hasn’t been here long.”
“How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
Bella nodded and looked to be in thought.
“And the others?”
“Sherry is 38, Amber is 37, Tracy is 33, and Chelsea was 31. How old are you?”
Bella sort of laughed but answered.
“Oh so you’re like the baby now!”
“Something like that…”
Bella went to ask her about Chelsea but the ringing in her ears returned and the room started spinning. She reached out and grabbed ahold of the dresser. Desiree shot up in alarm. She rushed over and helped Bella to the bed.
“I’ll get Negan…”
“Don’t… I’m fine.”
“He’d want to know.”
“I think there’s been enough drama for one day, don’t you?”
Within the matter of seconds, Bella was out. Desiree wasn’t sure what to do. So she simply took her by the hand and lay beside her.
Desiree looked over and nodded as Negan was leaning against the doorway.
“She’s not feeling so good so I thought I’d stick around.”
He smiled and entered the room. He lay on the other side of Bella and kissed along her shoulder.
“She’s very pretty.”
“That she is…”
“I bet it’s a long time before you get out of the honeymoon phase.”
Negan raised his brows and sort of chuckled.
“Say what now?”
“Yeah you know…”
“Is that what she fucking told you…?”
“Well yeah… It’s perfectly understandable. We went through that, remember?”
He nodded and looked to be in thought.
“Let me get this straight… this little knockout told you we were fucking?”
“Well not so much in those words, but yeah… I mean isn’t that what honeymooning is?”
“Do me a favor and let the others know I don’t wish to be disturbed for the remainder of the night. In fact, they’re not to so much as knock on this fucking door. That goes for you as well. And they need to know I’ll be leaving first thing tomorrow morning. Bella will be joining me and the boys.”
“Night, sug!” She called out and locked the door behind her.
Negan shook his head and regarded Bella a certain way.
“Oh you’re in big, big trouble…”
When Bella woke the next morning she was already in the RV. She looked down seeing that she was fully dressed; in a pair of tight denim jeans, a black midriff, and her Harleys. She wondered if this was Negan’s or the wives doing. The young woman felt like a damn Barbie doll. They even had her hair brushed and pulled back into a ponytail. She wondered how she kept from waking up during all this. Part of her expected to find a tattoo that read Property of Negan.
The door to the driver’s side opened. Negan gave her a simple nod and climbed on in. It was then she took notice of the heads on pikes. They were displayed dead center of The Fort. They belonged to the men that attacked her that night… She was beginning to see what the Saviors did. Negan wasn’t one to play games and you most certainly didn’t double cross him.
“Bout time…” he murmured.
Negan tossed a camouflaged backpack her way.
“I’ll give you a hint… it’s NOT a toaster.”
Bella opened the backpack to find a few bottles of water, some sort of trail mix, her gun, bullets, and the knife Daryl had given her.
“A little brave… don’t you think?” she taunted as she loaded the gun and spun the chamber about, clicking it into place.
Negan started the RV and nodded.
“If you wish to call it that… But it’s more like knowing you’re not fucking stupid.”
“Are you sure about that?”
He turned seeing that she had the gun aimed his direction. He sighed looking slightly annoyed.
Bella laughed and tucked the gun into the back of her pants.
“I’ll wait for a better place and time…” she mocked.
“Very well it’s a date. We’ll meet at dawn and go about this spaghetti western style.”
“You got yourself a deal.”
“So tell me, Negan… Are you the bad or the ugly?”
He cocked a brow on this.
“I suppose you’re considering yourself the good?”
“Come on now… we both know that out of this bunch, I’m definitely Blondie.”
“I’m the fucking Duke.”
“You can’t be the Duke.”
“And why the fuck not?”
“Because I’d die of laughter if I ever heard you call another man pilgrim.”
Negan wrinkled his nose and Bella laughed, but with a frown as she was still pretty tender.
“Besides, if you were the Duke and I was Blondie… I’d totally beat you in a showdown.”
“Would you now?”
“And why the fuck is that?”
“Because the Duke second guesses everything and takes his time… Blondie shoots first and asks questions later.”
“Hmmm…” Negan hummed in amusement.
“So where we going anyhow?”
“To pay some old friends a visit.”
She grimaced and snapped her head his direction.
“Yep… So let’s just hope they finally got their shit together.”
“Negan, you gave them like a few days tops! How is that even enough time?!”
“I’m sure your uncle was smart enough to figure it out.”
“It hasn’t anything to do with being smart! IT’s physically impossible!”
“Not my problem…”
“Actually it is. You said you’d kill one for every time they failed you.”
“Well think about it. If you keep popping up unannounced and expect half a shipment each time… you’re going to run out of gatherers soon enough. My uncle hasn’t anywhere near the manpower you do!”
“Do yourself a favor and let me worry on it.”
“Those are people I care about!”
“But not enough to know who bit the fucking dust.”
Her jaw dropped and he grinned.
“And you just had to throw that in my face.”
“You’re such a dick!”
He unfastened his pants and whipped himself out. Bella’s jaw dropped as he was rocking a hard on from hell and there was precum oozing out of it.
“Now that’s a dick. Feel free to touch…”
“And whose pussy was it in this morning?”
He got this wide grin about him.
“Why don’t you have a little taste and see if you can figure that one out yourself.”
“Sorry… strictly dickly so I wouldn’t know.”
“Well fuck hop aboard and have yourself a ride!”
“You haven’t earned this pussy yet.”
“Fuck…” He uttered as he was stroking himself.
“Jesus, Negan. Are you seriously jerking off, LIKE RIGHT HERE?!”
“And whose fault is that, you fucking tease!”
“I’m no such thing.”
“THE FUCK YOU AREN’T! YOU CAN’T SAY SHIT LIKE THAT AND NOT EXPECT A RESPONSE. DO YOU NOT GET IT? I WANT THAT SWEET PUSSY!”
Bella looked on in sheer disbelief as he came so hard it hit the windshield and the steering wheel.
“That… should’ve gone in your fucking mouth. In fact, the next time I whip myself out I want you on your hands and knees fulfilling that little arrangement of ours.” Negan had her grab the wheel as he cleaned up.
Bella had never seen a man do that. She was at a cross between downright offended and extremely turned on.
“Or what?” She challenged with a touch of flirtation.
“I’ll spank that tight little ass of yours.”
Bella snorted on this.
“You think I’m joking, huh?” he cursed under his breath and had her take over driving.
Negan darted into the bathroom and was getting himself cleaned up. One of the Saviors pulled up during this. He motioned for Bella to roll down the window.
She nodded and pulled on over. The Savior got off his bike and walked on over. Bella leaned out the window so she could hear what he was saying.
“I killed the bastard.”
The man rolled his eyes.
“What? You don’t believe me? Have a look… There’s a trail of blood and guts in the back. Lucy’s fucking pissed!”
She let out a yelp as someone smacked her on the ass. When she turned back Negan cut her a wink.
Bella shrugged and let him over. He took his seat and nodded upon the Savior known as Jacoby.
“Thought we’d drive on ahead and make sure everything’s good to go.”
Negan nodded and waved them off.
“Fifteen minute drive from here, hope you’re ready.”
She drew back a rather apprehensive breath.
“Think you can keep “Lucille” out of the picture this time?”
“That all depends on them…”
“Negan…” She said in a pleading matter.
“Tell you what… Lucille, won’t kill anyone that doesn’t have it coming. I can assure you that much.”
The closer they got to New Haven, the more panicked Bella became. Negan needed to sort that shit out and ASAP. The last thing he needed was for the fucking ‘Road Wife’ (as he and the Saviors called her) to lose her cool. He gestured for the men behind him to hold up. He parked the RV and pulled Bella into his lap.
“I need to know that you can fucking handle this, if not… I have no choice but to leave your ass behind. I don’t typically bring the wives along. Actually, I take that back. I NEVER… I have you tagging along because I’ve seen what you’re capable of. I know that you’re one of the guys and at the moment, that’s exactly what I fucking need. So do yourself a favor and forgo everything! I need you to think like a Savior. As of now… You’re Negan. Do you understand?”
“Are you certain? Because there are others we deal with besides your old pussy of a squad. This right here… is going to prove whether or not you can hang with us. If we go in there and YOU’RE the reason behind shit going down. I will have no choice but to act. You’ve gotten away with far too much as it is; you and I both know that. If you wanna play the role of Negan’s baby-girl, that fucking ends now. Don’t you fucking make me regret this, I mean it. That would be a VERY big mistake.”
“I can do this…” she assured and he caressed her cheek.
“You can say that till you’re blue in the face. But Daddy’s gonna need some proof of that. So let’s just see how this goes.”
When the gate to New Haven opened, Rick and company were lined up, guns in hand. Bella drew back one last deep breath and Negan Parked the RV. The Saviors hopped off their bikes and surrounded the area. It was then Bella did a headcount. She grimaced in realization. Glenn was missing… Her heart sank to the pit of her stomach, but she knew she couldn’t so much as react. Not at the moment. Whatever she did… reflected on that of Negan. Once the Saviors had the situation contained. They knocked on the door of the RV. Negan tilted his head and Bella swore she heard those gears of his turning. He smiled and handed Lucille over.
“Ladies first…” He said in rather playful manner.
She gazed upon him oddly but got a firm grasp on Lucille and headed out. The others regarded Bella in absolute shock. She swallowed back, doing her best to keep her composure. Shane shook his head and Rick looked as though he were about to lose it.
“Bella…” Rick called out with a broken demeanor.
“Rick…” She replied.
“Are you alright?”
“Jesus… What did he do to you?!” Bella narrowed her eyes in confusion.
It wasn’t until one of the Saviors gathered her attention that she realized Rick had assumed that the beating she received was Negan’s doing.
“He didn’t do this. In fact the ones responsible have been taken care of.” She did her best to hint.
Rick staggered back and ran his fingers through his hair.
“What can we do?”
It was then it dawned one her… this was the reason Negan had HER step out first. This was another test. New Haven was looking for answers and at the moment she was the only one that could give them that.
“What do you mean?”
“How do we get you back? There’s gotta be something. I’ll do whatever it takes. Just have Negan name the price.”
“There’s nothing for me here.”
“That’s Negan talking!”
“No Rick… It’s me. I told you from the beginning what was to come if you kept crossing that threshold. You didn’t listen and so here we are. Now I love you and I always will. But this is what happens when you let your anger cloud your judgement.”
“So you’re blaming me?!”
“No… It was us as a whole. Each of us played a part in what took place.”
Bella regarded Shane and her uncle in wonder as their attention was elsewhere at the moment. She spun around and saw the words JUST MARRIED spray painted across the RV. In fact the entire thing was decked out in wedding streamers, beer cans, and balloons.
“You’re kidding me, right?” She heard Shane scoff.
This caused her to laugh and she pivoted back around.
“Does this look like a joke to you?”
He had his teeth gritted as he pointed upon her.
“This is utter bullshit and you know it. So where is he?”
Bella raised her brows as Shane paced the area like that of a Pitbull.
“And what is it you think you’re going to do exactly?”
“We’re getting you back… one way or another.”
“Don’t you think that should be MY choice?”
“What in the living FUCK is wrong with you, babe? You got Stockholm Syndrome or something? You can’t seriously…”
She walked on over and got right in his face.
“Can’t seriously what?” She spat.
“Look, I get it. You’re doing this because of me. I hurt you. And I will do whatever I can to make up for it. You gotta believe me, baby. You were right… I should’ve come clean to Rick myself. It was my job to handle the situation and I failed you. We can make this work. I know it. Just give me a chance and I swear I’ll do this the right way. I love you, Bella. So fucking much…”
Bella nodded but with the beginnings of tears in her eyes. Meanwhile, Rick gazed upon Shane with unadulterated resentment.
“I must’ve said it a thousand times… Yet you never did. So this is what it takes? Do you have any idea how long I’ve LONGED to hear those words from you?!”
“I know… And I will more than make up for it. Just come home. Please.”
Bella closed her eyes and focused on taking nice deep breaths. But nothing she did seemed to tame the raging beast within. When she opened her eyes she reached over and grabbed Andrea. She wasn’t sure what came over her but there was this need to get her point across.
“HEY!” Rick shouted and the Saviors formed a protective circle around Bella.
Her eyes were glued to Shane’s and she had that barbed wire pressed up against Andrea’s throat.
“Do you love her too?”
He recoiled and Andrea started crying. “OH SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU STUPID WHORE! I MEAN HONESTLY.” Bella shouted.
“NOW ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION! DID YOU LOVE HER?!”
“No…” He uttered shamefully.
“Come on, babe. You know it was nothing… It was sex. I swear to fucking GOD! You’re it for me!”
Rick was pacing the area and pulling at his hair. He was at a complete loss as to what to do or how to handle the situation. He never dreamed they’d be facing THIS!
“I know he hurt you! And believe me it took all will not to kill him myself. But this… this isn’t the answer. Bella… You are better than this. This isn’t who you are!”
“And what would you know about that?!”
“Don’t you dare…” Maggie randomly threw out.
“Just how selfish can you be? I lost my fucking husband! You could’ve avoided that but chose not to! Glenn didn’t have to die!”
Rick recoiled and Bella laughed in a scoffing matter.
“Funny… I’m the selfish one? I recall a time where it was you as a whole! Each and every one of you turned your fucking back to me. In fact you left the god damn state and pretty much wrote my ass off. I was 16 years old!”
Tears were streaming down her face and she turned her attention back to her uncle.
“For three god damn months I was starved and TORTURED! Not a single one of you came looking for me. But now you’re willing to come to my aid? Daryl Dixon was the only one to ever believe in me and it’s because of him and Carl I’m even standing here today! It wasn’t until we got back that I found out there was a meeting. And each of you stood against Daryl and Carl on coming back for me. And all because of some idiot that showed you my ‘walker’. You were so easily convinced! And yet here I am… again. SAVING YOUR FUCKING ASSES! And you…” She sneered upon Maggie.
“Have the motherfucking balls to call me selfish?”
She shook her head and regarded her uncle once again.
“Let me guess… you want us to be one big happy family again. And you…” she uttered with a nod Shane’s direction.
“Want to get married and pop out a couple kids, right?”
“Well that’s just too god damn bad, I’m already married you fucking prick!” She laughed and shoved Andrea back towards Shane.
“Enjoy that hallway you call a pussy because you won’t be hitting this one ever again. You know at first I was bitter about Daryl leaving, but now… I understand why. I mean look at us! He was the smartest of us all. No… I take that back. LOOK AT YOU! You see I don’t need saving. I’ve already been saved.”
And on this note… Negan stepped on out. He’d picked up on everything that was said and had taken place. He walked on over and wrapped his arm around her. He took Lucille from her hold and twirled the bat about. He pointed upon Rick.
“And there you go… You just keep letting me slip my dick down your throat and thanking me for it. And we won’t have any issues. Not to worry she’s in good hands now. I got it from here, pilgrim.”
The young woman turned Negan’a direction and he cut her a flirtatious wink. And even with the current situation… she managed to laugh.
“Now… back to business.”
A few of the Saviors helped Rick and the others load up the supplies. During which, Negan was sitting on a bench and he had Bella in his lap. At one point Shane looked over and cut Negan a go to hell look. Negan chuckled and kissed along her shoulder and neck. He had his hands running up that black midriff and fondled her breasts. He wiggled his brows upon Shane. Shane gritted his teeth and started towards them. Rick was quick to grab ahold of him.
“That’s a death sentence…”
“So we’re just going to let her whore herself out?!” Shane spat in return.
Rick ground his teeth together and knocked Shane up against the RV. He had him by the collar of his shirt.
“I might not like this, but you had better remember whose niece it is you’re referring to. After all it was YOU that ripped her heart out. Hell, better yet… we all did!”
Negan leaned into Bella’s ear.
“Daddy’s very hungry and needs something to eat… So you had better find us a place or I’m just gonna dive on in.”
Bella’s entire face flushed over and she nodded. She crawled out of his lap and took him by the hand. He signaled for a few of his men to keep guard and handed Lucille over to Dwight. Bella led him to one of the houses. She grabbed a hidden key and unlocked the door. Once they were inside, she shut and locked the door behind her. Negan did a quick walkthrough. When he made his way back, he took her by the hand and pulled her towards him. He breathed her in and this low growl escaped him.
“Fuck… I can smell it.”
He picked her up and sat her on the counter of the kitchen. Animalistically, he unfastened her pants and slipped them off. He smiled once he saw just how wet her little white panties were.
“Tell me, Bella… Whose house are we in?”
He chuckled and gave a simple nod.
“Well by all means… Let’s not disappoint.”
She let out a gasp as he ripped her midriff and panties off. He threw them on the ground.
“Fuck… Those are some perfect titties and that pink pussy looks delicious.”
He ran a single finger along her slit and his eyes rolled back.
“Hmmm daddy’s girl is so fucking wet.”
Negan licked his lips and dived on in. Bella clamped a hand over her mouth and Negan stopped. He reached over and pried her hand away.
“Now Bella, do you want me to lick this pussy or not?!”
“Then I had better hear you begging your daddy for more. Do we have an understanding as to how this is going to go?”
She nodded once again and he smiled.
He lapped that tongue of his along her pussy and moaned the entire time. The man couldn’t get enough.
“Oh god, daddy!” she cried and a massive blush followed.
“Hmmmmm, I knew you were a bad girl, Bella. And I’m gonna show you just how fucking bad you can be. This right here is tame in comparison.”
Negan put his fingers to work and had her cumming all over Shane’s counter. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he took his time licking her clean. He couldn’t get enough. Once he finished he brought her back down and spun her around. He bent her over the counter and gave her ass a firm POP.
“For giving me a hard time.”
He smacked her once again.
“For cock blocking me.”
She let out a yelp as he gave one last one
“ANNND that’s for making me want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone!” He growled as he drove his entire length in.
“God damn…” Negan howled and he threw his head back.
The man thrust like there was no tomorrow and he didn’t stop until he had her legs trembling and she could barely stand. Once the King knew he had his Queen thoroughly FUCKED, he released and filled her to the brim. Any woman that smiles like that after sex is HAPPY.
The Saviors had everything loaded and ready to go by the time Negan and Bella got back to the RV. Negan tossed Shane his key “I’m not gonna lie… We left one HELL of a mess.”
(A/N: Be a good sport by leaving your comment/review or a mere ‘like’ if you dug the chapter. Thanks. And friendly reminder that this story will contain harem sex (multiple wives and lesbian) If you’re offended by this then back out now. And please keep in mind that this is a story from more or less the villains perspective it’s not going to be all rainbows and unicorns. Thanks again.)