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Save Me: Chapter 18 - Angel or Devil?

~Hey guys! Chapter 18 has just been released ❤️ This is a dark chapter, so I’m just forewarning everyone that if anyone is triggered by sexual assault/rape then avoid this chapter. As always, love you guys and stay safe ✌🏻~

Molly and Negan were unstoppable, inseparable. Or so they thought? With Molly being put into harms way because of Negan, will he ever be able to forgive himself?

A couple days had passed since Negan and I came out as a official couple.

He always joked that we were now the King and Queen of the Sanctuary but I just rolled my eyes every time.

I was nice though, seeing him this genuinely happy.

But, in my heart, I knew it wasn't meant to last. Things right now were too perfect.

I had officially moved into Negan's room and now my room was like an office.

I guess this was what he meant way back when, when he asked me to help him run this place one day.

Negan was still the leader of course but now people knelt when I walked by too.

It was a curious feeling, it felt dated and wrong but at the same time it was exhilarating.

I felt like I was worth something, like people depended on me, more so than people ever did back home.

Sure, some people talked, but I didn't care because the majority were happy for both of us and I think that a lot of people liked having me by his side to calm his moments of rage.

There were far less punishments after all.

But some would always blame me and call Negan weak, especially Simon.

This was made worse by Negan's decision to demote him.

'There's my girl' Negan said smirking and sauntering up to me in the main hall.

He wrapped an arm around my waist as I was taking inventory of the food stuffs.

'You don't have to do that' Negan said confusedly.

I sighed 'I know, but I want to. I can't just parade around here without pulling my weight' I said turning around to face him.

'Well, all I'm saying is that you won't have time to do that once you accept your new position' he said smiling excitedly.

I tilted my head in confusion, 'what position? I thought we talked about that' I said in a hushed tone so no one could hear, even though all eyes were on us.

'I know that you're my partner darlin, but I need someone by my side in all operations, and you'd be goddamn perfect for that' he said softly and still smiling eagerly.

I looked at him hesitantly.

'Are you asking me to become your right hand man...I mean woman?' I whispered, he just nodded while smirking.

I sighed, 'but I'm not a Saviour?' I said slowly.

'I know that doll and I get that this is a lot, but I can't trust anyone else' he said softly.

'Besides, I've already given Si his notice' he said nonchalantly.

My eyes widened at this.

'You did what?!' I yelled in a strained whisper which now people could hear.

'He already hates me enough' I said sternly.

'So what if the asshole's threatened by you, maybe it'll kick him up the ass enough to get back in line' he said scowling.

I sighed and asked 'can I at least think about it?'.

He nodded in response as I walked back out of the hall.

Negan stayed in the hall, people asking him questions as I left.

I thought we had agreed on my position, but apparently not.

I rubbed my neck in frustration as I walked down the hall which was dimly lit for some reason.

There was silence, you could hear a pin drop.

Only the sound of my footsteps echoing down the hallway, when suddenly a large arm grabbed me at the corner and pulled me against the wall.

It was darker now, but I could make out the face.

It was Simon.

He shoved me forcefully against the wall, I winced at his aggression.

'What the hell do you want?!' I shouted.

'You. It seems, that around here you have nine fucking lives honey, so I'm gonna teach you a lesson' he snarled as he pinned my arms by my sides.

He was far stronger than I was.

'Help!' I screamed as he put his hand over my mouth, he chuckled sinisterly.

'Don't worry, I've made sure that Negan is occupied. He won't hear you, no one will' he said grinning viciously at me.

Although he had my arms pinned down, my legs weren't.

With all my might I collided my knee with his balls.

He winced and weakened his grip immediately.

I tried to get away but he pulled me back by my hair and landed a punch straight to my face.

I crashed down to the concrete floor immediately, the impact of the surface colliding with my head knocked me almost unconscious.

He punched me over and over, in my stomach, my legs, my face he left relatively untouched.

I was weakened, floating in and out of consciousness, lying on the floor and blood gushing out of my nose and cheek.

The shock concealed my pain until after.

I heard him unbuckling his jeans and I knew what was coming.

He pinned down my arms, digging into my skin as his weight crushed me.

I was numb, frozen and unable to move. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

A short while later, he stood up and spat venomously 'now I get what Negan was talking about'.

He pulled up his jeans and said 'now, you tell Negan about any of this, I give the heads up to my guys to kill your sister Tara, might even let them rape her first. Depends how I'm feeling. Oh, and tell your boyfriend that you want me to get my position back'.

He chuckled as he walked back down the corridor, leaving me there in a pool of blood on the floor.

Even after he left, I still felt him on me like I was somehow infected.

I lay there, shaking as tears continued to roll down my face, mixing with my blood.

As soon as I heard footsteps getting louder and louder, I knew someone was coming and I remembered what Simon had said.

I couldn't tell anyone.

I tried to gather myself back up and scrambled at the ground to pull myself off of the floor when I figure stopped dead in front of me.

Sherry.

I quaked and shivered in front of her, my entire body revealing cuts and bruises.

Her eyes widened as she was stunned to silence, 'oh my god' she whispered.

'Oh my god, Molly. Molly are you okay? What the hell happened?' she asked rushing over to me frantically.

As soon as I saw her face, I broke down.

Tears rolled more ferociously down my face now, I stuttered and scrambled to make words come out of my mouth.

She hushed me as talking made me more nervous, instead she held me up and stroked my hair as she brought me to my room.

There was no one else down the corridor, just me and Sherry.

Her eyes were filled with tears like mine at my pain.

She held me up all the way to my door and laid me gently down onto my bed.

'Shhh, I'm here now. I'm here. You're okay. You're safe now' she repeated as she stroked my hair.

'I'm gonna get Dr Carson to check you out. I'll lock the door behind me, don't worry' she said calmly as she walked towards the door.

She knew exactly what had happened without even asking.

I didn't know whether that was comforting or worrying, thinking the same might have happened to her.

'No, please Sherry! No one can know!' I yelled in between tears.

'You could get an infection and I'm not losing you. I'll make sure no one is around okay? Trust me' she said calmly.

I just nodded slightly.

I lay there, still until the Doctor came.

When he saw the state of me, he was overwhelmed.

'Molly, Dr Carson is gonna take a look at you, okay?' Sherry said quietly as she guided the Doctor into my room.

He sat nervously on the edge of the bed as he scanned over my bruises and cuts.

'Molly, the Doctor will need to touch you, is that okay?' Sherry asked nervously, I just nodded while I closed my eyes tightly.

I hated the thought of anyone touching me after what I went through, but I just kept thinking that the quicker I healed, the sooner I could see Negan.

He checked for broken bones. There were none, just a sprained wrist.

He then disinfected and covered the cuts, stitched up the more open ones.

Finally, he slowly handed me a morning after pill. I looked at it for a second, so did Sherry.

That was when it hit me.

I took it with a sip of water and just lay there while the tears rolled down onto my cheeks which were burning from the bruises.

He left paracetamol for me, alongside some bandages and antiseptic.

I just nodded at him and he left.

Sherry could barely look at me, her eyes so full of sorrow.

'I-I am so sorry that this happened to you Molly' she said crying as she sat down next to me.

Her face now hardened with anger, 'who did this to you?' she asked sternly.

I looked away and took a deep breath.

'If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won't do anything about it' I said sternly as my voice was shaking.

'Molly...' she said softly.

'Promise me!' I yelled as tears continued to flow.

She just nodded softly, 'Simon' I said hesitantly.

She looked at me with wide eyes, in silence.

'But if you told Negan...' she said softly.

'No. If Negan finds out, Simon will kill my sister and I don't doubt that he has people ready to do it if he gives the word' I said softly.

'He has to pay for this' Sherry said, rage filling her body.

'He will, eventually. But not now and not soon' I said shaking my head.

'What about Negan? He'll want to see you?' she said worriedly.

I nodded, 'you'll think of something to tell him' I said seriously.

She looked at me with her eyes wider than before, 'what would I say?' she asked frantically.

'I don't know. But you have to promise me Sherry, that you won't let him see me. I need you to do this, for me and Tara' I begged.

She sighed and looked to the floor, 'The doctor won't tell and I'll tell Negan that you're ill, but you'll be fine' she said nodding at me in reassurance.

I smiled weakly at her and thanked her.

She then left me so I could rest.

I lay there, staring up at the ceiling for what felt like hours. I couldn't sleep, I didn't feel safe enough to do so.

Suddenly there was a gentle knock at the door, my eyes widened as a rush of anxiety came over me at the thought that it might be Negan.

'Darlin, let me in' he said calmly.

My eyes teared up at hearing his voice.

I shut my eyes tightly and prepared myself so I sounded like I wasn't in pain.

'I'm just about to go to sleep' I shouted from the other side of the door.

'Darlin just let me see you, please. Sherry said that you we're ill. I wanna take care of you' he said softly.

I could hear the pain in his voice. Tears flowed down my face.

All I wanted was to just open that door and have him hold me forever and tell me that everything would be okay.

But I couldn't.

I wiped my eyes and sniffled as I composed myself.

'I’m pretty tired, I just want to sleep and I've got the flu so I wouldn't want to make you ill too' I said, pressing myself against the door frame, trying to feel him through the wood.

'In sickness and in health darlin. Just let me in' he said now with worry in his voice.

'I’m fine, I promise' I said sternly.

'I thought you moved into my room? Why don't you sleep there? You'd be more comfortable and I could be there for you' he said as his voice was breaking revealing the hurt he was feeling, not knowing why I was being distant.

I clenched my eyes tightly shut in agony. Tears flooded my face at his pain and mine.

I took a deep breath, knowing what I needed to do.

'I just need some space. The move was too soon and I don't want to be your right-hand guy. Please, just give me time' I said sternly.

He was silent on the other side for a few minutes.

'Do you love me?' he asked sternly as I heard him bang his head against the door.

I wiped away my tears.

'Of course I love you. I just need time to myself to think' I replied weakly.

'Goodnight' I said gently, which he didn't respond too.

I only knew he had left once I heard his footsteps get quieter and quieter.

I limped back into bed, scared because I knew full well that he couldn't give this up.

He would come to my door every night and beg me to let him in.

A week later...

After a week of trying he came once more.

'Darlin, you better move back from this door because I'm about to break it down' he said sternly.

I gasped as his men broke the lock and the door swung open to reveal Negan standing there in front of me with three of his guys.

My bruises had faded slightly but they were still visible.

He just stared at me, tears forming in his eyes at the pain I was in.

'Leave us' he said sternly to his guys who immediately nodded and walked away.

Negan shut the broken door somewhat behind him.

'What the fuck happened?' he said, rage filling his body as he walked slowly towards me.

I tried to hold back my tears and fear.

'Nothing, I was sparring with someone and got hit. I'm fine' I said cooly as I moved away from his gaze and pulled my boots on.

'You're not fucking fine. You have bruises all up your arms' he said as he tried to reach out to touch me gently.

I flinched and yelled 'don't touch me!'.

He looked at me in confusion and worry. 'Darlin...' he said worriedly, making me fight back my tears once again.

'I said I'm fine' I said sternly as I turned and walked out of the door.

He paced after me. 'I don't believe you. I know you, you are the love of my goddamn life so I know when you're not telling me something' he yelled after me.

'Did someone hurt you?' he said slowly as he stopped in front of me.

I looked into his eyes, trying hard not to cry.

'No one hurt me, it was an accident then I got ill okay?' I said as I kept on walking, trying not to look at him.

'I need you to leave me alone, please. I need space' I said as I walked faster.

He stopped dead and didn't respond.

Silence echoed through the corridor, he had let me go...

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Save Me: Chapter 22 - Alone

~Hey Guys! Chapter 22 is out now ❤️ Molly encounters Saviours as Rick confronts Negan about Molly’s presence at the Sanctuary...I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and chapter 23 will be out on Sunday 🤟🏻~

It was better to be alone, than to hurt again.

There I was, lying wrapped tightly in his arms. He kissed my neck gently through my hair.

I could feel his warm breath against my ear, tingles rushing down my spine and a smile now plastered across my face as my eyes remained shut.

I awoke abruptly to hear a gunshot outside.

It had been a dream, a perfect dream. I was back in my surroundings, the abandoned damp house.

I darted towards the window, and peered outside, shielding the majority of my body from anyone's view.

There were a group of men standing close to the house, with a car that I recognised.

Shit. Saviours.

They were standing around pointing at the various houses. They meant to search them.

Negan sent these guys to bring me back? Or worse kill me?

He let me go. It didn't seem like something he would do.

I was amidst my thoughts as I still crouched by the window.

Suddenly, one of them looked in my direction, frowning as I shifted frantically out of view.

I could still hear them outside, 'check it out!' one shouted.

My eyes widened. Fuck.

I took out my gun and held a knife below it. I paced quietly to slide behind the bedroom door.

I heard the front door creak open as a couple of guys walked in slowly.

'Could've been a walker' he warned the other guy.

I smirked, oh boy you've got something worse coming for you. I would never let them kill me or take me back.

They walked up the stairs and went into separate rooms to check them out.

Seeing one guy walk into the adjacent room, I slipped round the side of the door and followed him in.

I made no sound as I crept up behind him.

'Hey Mike check this out' he said softly as he bent down to reach for an old Pac-Man game.

I wrapped my arm around his chest and slit his throat quietly.

Blood splattered against the wall and I set him down gently on the floor.

The other guy said 'what?' as he came round to enter the room.

I waited against the wall and had my gun aimed at the door ready.

He walked through the threshold and shouted 'you!' as I shot him in the head.

There were still three other guys out there and the gunshot had now alerted them to my position.

I crept round to the window and opened it slightly to position my gun.

They were arguing and shouted 'Mike, Robbie, what's going on?' from outside the house.

I managed to get a clear shot on one of them and killed him instantly. The other two ducked and ran into the house and up the stairs.

They fired on the room I was in repeatedly. They had far more ammo than me.

After firing for a few minutes, seeing all the bullet holes in the wall. I dragged one of the bodies over to the door so that the blood would spill through under the door.

They mumbled to each other, thinking I was dead.

I heard their footsteps slowly get closer to the door. I looked around the room to see if I could use anything.

I smiled when I saw an aerosol can of old deodorant. Fuck yeah.

I crawled to pick it up and counted a couple seconds until I knew they were close.

I opened the door suddenly, through the can out and shot at it.

They gasped as the can spluttered and exploded, sending a cloud of white powder through the hall.

They were disorientated and shouted to each other.

Seeing the back of one of the guys step backwards towards me, I grabbed the back of him and held him with a knife to his throat.

Once the mist had cleared, the other guy stood in front of us and aimed his gun at his friend.

'Put down your weapons' I shouted to him as his friend struggled in my arms.

The other guy started to lower his gun slightly as I said sternly 'tell me who sent you and I won't kill you'.

He looked at his friend and sighed saying 'Simon. He told us to kill you'.

'Really? I'm guessing that asshole will kill you if you don't kill me' I retorted, tightening my grip on his neck.

He winced, 'do what she says' he said shaking.

'Be smart, me or Simon' I said slowly.

He sighed before saying 'I'll take my chances' and raised his gun back up at his friend, willing to shoot us both.

Seeing his intent, I shot him in the heart immediately, his friend said 'please' as I slit his throat.

I dropped to my knees, weary and numb. I felt no remorse killing those men. It was me or them.

I was more like Negan than I thought, or even worse, I was already like him before we met.

I wiped my brow, pushing all thoughts of him out of my head.

I snapped back into action seeing walkers approaching the house. They must have heard the gunshots.

I grabbed my rucksack and swept supplies into it as I ran down the stairs and out the front door.

They were getting closer and started to clamber and snarl around the Saviour's car. I ran to it, shooting the walkers nearest the door.

They dropped as I pulled open the door and shut it just in time as more walkers now encircled it.

I started the engine and saw that there was a half tank of gas. Thank god.

I pushed my foot down and floored it sharply away from them. The ones in front of the car flung wildly over the bonnet.

I had no idea of where I was going but I just kept heading further and further away from the Sanctuary.

I drove for about half an hour as I began to see roads that I recognised. I was close. These were the old routes to Alexandria.

A smile grew across my face in relief which was quickly replaced by a scowl seconds later.

I stopped dead in the middle of the road.

I couldn't go back. I couldn't go home.

How would I even begin to explain? How could I even look at Maggie, Rosita or Sasha?

Rick would banish me like he did to Carol years ago.

I was better off out here.

I couldn't stay too close, given that Negan and the Saviours would come to collect each week, I couldn't risk anyone seeing me. Least of all, him.

Negan's POV//

Silence, complete silence.

I sat there, in my room with Lucille propped by my side. My hand slipped slightly as I poured myself another glass of bourbon.

I was almost through the entire bottle.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead. I missed hearing her voice.

I lifted the glass up to my lips as I heard a faint Negan echo around the room. I stopped dead and put the glass down.

It was her voice, Molly.

'Fuck, I'm going crazy' I whispered to myself. I stood up and smashed the glass against the wall and walked to the window.

I gripped the window ledge firmly as my eyebrows furrowed. I was trapped. I had lost the only thing that made life worthwhile.

After Lucille, I never thought I would find someone like that again. I fucking ruined it.

Suddenly, my thoughts were ripped from me by a slight knock and the door opening slowly.

'I thought you might like some company' a hesitant voice said.

I sighed, knowing it was Frankie. 'If I wanted your company, I would've asked for it. You're not my wife anymore' I snapped at her.

She was silent for a second before she closed the door again.

I bowed my head against the window pane. I needed news of her, anything.

I threw on my jacket and marched over to the door, I spun back around and picked up Lucille, almost forgetting her.

I strolled to Simon's room and knocked loudly on the door.

'Negan' he answered.

'Molly. Was there really nothing you found those first weeks?' I said exhaustedly.

He looked at me with surprise.

'No, nothing really. Except this' he said coldly as he handed me a necklace. It was her locket.

'We found it round the arm of a walker' he said with an amount of admiration.

I scowled in disbelief as my eyes began to water.

'She can handle herself' I said, smiling weakly with hope.

'It didn't look good sir, there were a hoard of them around it' he said looking down.

I gripped the locket in my hand and marched away back to my room.

I was full of guilt, rage, fear and regret. To think that I had put her in this situation. I might have killed her.

It was overwhelming me and I was drunk. At least that's what I told myself later on.

I found myself stumbling into the wives lounge. Ex-wives.

I leant against the doorframe and looked around. None of the other wives remained, only Frankie.

She sat there in her black dress and looked up at me. I just needed to forget her and feel like myself again.

'Frankie, baby. Come with me' I said smirking at her.

She grinned widely and jumped up, running over to me. I tried to seem interested but really I was using her.

The next morning...

I woke up the next morning, her arm wrapped around me.

My eyes opened as I felt her behind me. I sighed, she didn't feel like Molly.

I got up and looked over at her as I got dressed. I felt nothing.

As I picked up Lucille, I grabbed Molly's locket and pressed it against my lips before holding it in my pocket.

I was wrong. She didn't make me weak, she gave me strength. Holding that locket in my hand showed me that.

I was regenerated with a vengeance.

I ordered everyone into the meeting room, it was time Rick got what was coming to him.

At least there was a comfort in knowing Molly couldn't hate me more than she did.

At that, there were bullets fired against the walls, smashing in the windows.

I peered out of the window to see Rick's group shielded with metal barricades.

'What's the plan?' Simon said sternly as I simply scanned around for her.

'We talk. Otherwise we're just wasting metal on metal' I said as I walked out of the door.

Dwight, Simon, Arat, Gavin and Eugene following me.

'Well shit! I'm sorry, I was in a meeting' I said sarcastically, swinging Lucille over my shoulder.

I looked at all of them.

'I see you got your little mud flaps with ya. So I'm not exactly feeling a reason for us to try throwing lead at each other. I care about my people, I'm not just gonna throw them into the line of fire because I wanna play my dick is bigger than yours!' I yelled.

I smirked before softly saying 'it is, by the way. We both know it'.

I paced on the balcony, looking now at Rick.

'But, I'm also comfortable enough to accept the fact if it wasn't. But I'm certainly not gonna let my people die over that shit, like your about to' I said, pointing to him with Lucille.

'So Rick, what the hell can I do for ya?' I asked mockingly.

He paused before moving out into full vision.

'Give us Molly' he yelled. I froze at her name.

I looked down awkwardly, 'she's not here, she left' I said, choking slightly.

Rick just nodded in frustration, probably thinking I lied.

'Dwight, your name's Simon, you're Gavin and you?' Rick said pointing at my people.

'Arat' she replied.

I was now fed up with his bullshit.

'Rick I'd feel remiss-' Eugene spoke before he was interrupted by Rick.

''No! I know who you are...' he said now scowling at him.

'Listen you five, the Saviours inside, all of you have a chance to survive here, to survive this. Y'all can live if you surrender. Can't guarantee it anytime but now. Right now' he spoke, almost pleadingly.

I just smiled and a light chuckle escaped my lips.

'So they surrender, and you and your little piss patrol doesn't kill em. That sounds like a good deal!' I said sarcastically.

I now looked down at him, saying 'what about me Rick?'.

'I told you, twice. You know what's gonna happen' he yelled.

I nodded, 'I do, I do know what's gonna happen. You have no idea the shit that's about to go down. Lemme ask you something Rick, you think you have the numbers for this fight?' I said gesturing to the Sanctuary.

'You don't' I added.

'Let's find out shall we?' Rick stayed confidently.

I was silent.

'You're gonna make me count. Okay, okay, I'm counting. Ten, nine, eight, seven...' he yelled before he opened fired on all of us.

I ran down the stairs and round the back while my guys ran back inside.

Rick followed and fired on the scrap metal I was crouching behind.

'Rick! It's not about you' a voice said to Rick, making him ceasefire.

He went round the side and I ran towards the nearest base.

The old trailer.

Walkers encircled it and I was trapped inside.

'Fuck' I mumbled.

I sat inside, in darkness when the door opened to reveal Father Gabriel...

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Save Me: Chapter 40 - Belonging

~Hey guys! Chapter 40 is out! 40 chapters of Save Me, I just can't believe it!! Thank you to everyone who has been supporting me with this story, I love you all <3~

Everyone seems to be struggling with finding a sense of belonging. Living in a community of course provides a sense of group feeling but actual purpose seems lost on people. Will Molly and Negan be able to envision a future whereby they both belong?

Negan's POV//

I stood by the window, taking in the smell of the sweet summer grass.

She still loved me, I thought to myself.

She kissed me and told me that she would be back soon.

God I missed her when she wasn't here and I hated sharing her with them.

The only people apart from Molly who actually talked to me were Gabe and Judith, sometimes Michonne but mostly just to yell at me.

I knew that Molly would've gone to the Sanctuary and I wanted her to, she had to see Simon for herself and do whatever she needed to do to move on.

But, a part of me feared for her safety.

I knew she could handle herself, hell did I ever, but I hadn't heard from her since she left.

I just hoped she was safe and sound at Hilltop now.

I was pulled from my deepest thoughts when Judith came bounding over, carrying her textbook she sat on the step where she always sat and started reading out her homework questions.

'If airplane A and airplane B are 1000 miles apart, if airplane A is flying east at 500 miles per hour and airplane B is flying west at 650 miles per hour, how ma-' she started to ask before I stopped her mid speech.

'You know what? I would definitely recommend booking a seat on airplane C because that shit is shaping up to be one hell of a mid air collision' I replied laughing to myself.

'You gonna help me or what?' she asked with annoyance.

I smiled and asked 'alright lemme ask you somethin'. You ever seen an airplane fly in any direction, at any speed?'.

She sighed and said 'no'.

'D'ya think you ever will?' I asked softly.

'Probably not' she replied sadly.

'So what the hell difference does it make? See, math problems are supposed to apply to the real world. If you want my help, give me a question or a problem from right here, right now' I said seriously.

She looked down and closed her book, picking up the figurine of Rick and asked softly, 'you know the strangers that were brought to Hilltop yesterday? My mom said that Molly's gonna make them leave'.

'Well no I didn't know that. But I'm guessing that you being you, you wanna help em?' I asked smiling.

I looked down, the smile slipping from my face as I said, 'lemme tell you somethin'. When I was about your age, I used to bring home stray dogs, my mom, she hated it. I never understood why, they always seemed so friendly and grateful. Till one day I brought home the wrong dog'.

'What happened? Did it bite you?' she asked, now turning around to look at me.

'Not me, that dog killed all the other strays, chewed off half my mom's ear when she tried to stop it' I said sternly, frowning in recollection.

'Thing is, that dog seemed just as friendly and grateful as the rest of em' I added.

'What about after that? You ever bring home another dog?' she asked.

'Hell no, I wised my ass up' I said smirking.

She sighed, stood up and grabbed her book.

'Yeah and look how great everything turned out for you' she said mockingly.

'Wait a minute, where you goin'? I thought you wanted my help?' I said hastily.

I needed to talk to someone so I wouldn't feel like I was going fucking insane.

'I do, but just with math' she said assuredly.

'Why just math?' I asked sadly.

'Because it doesn't matter if you're a good or bad person on the inside, the numbers don't care' she said sweetly as she walked away.

I chuckled to myself as she left. She was smart as hell.

I longed to be out there, I didn't even give a shit if it was some low labour work.

Fuck, they had changed me, back then, never would I have found myself doing this type of reflective grovelling shit and as much as I hated to admit it, Alexandria truly was magnificent.

It was now that I knew I wanted to be a part of it all.

Michonne's POV//

'How was practice?' I asked Judith as she came walking up the stairs.

I had watched her from the window and knew that she had been to speak to Negan instead of her katana training lessons.

'Fine' she replied nonchalantly.

'You must have gotten there late, seeing as you were standing on the stairs outside the jail half an hour ago' I said walking closer to her.

'Just a couple minutes' she replied smiling.

'Why were you at the cell?' I asked softly.

'I wasn't she replied hastily.

She sighed and nodded, then said 'I went there to see Negan'.

'Have you been talking to him?' I asked with a raised voice.

She avoided my gaze as she nodded slowly.

I scowled and asked 'why?!'.

'I feel sorry for him' she answered confidently.

I now crouched down to my knees and looked into her eyes.

'He is not your friend sweetheart' I said calmly.

'Well obviously...' she replied smiling.

'So if he's not your friend then why are you talking to him?' I asked trying to stay calm.

'He listens to me, not everybody does...that's why I let him out' she said sadly.

That broke my heart.

'What?' I asked in confusion.

'When I said I couldn't stop him from leaving, I could've, but I chose not to' she added.

'I don't want you to ever go near him again' I said sternly as I stood back up.

'Why not?' she asked sweetly.

'There is a reason that he's in a cage, Judith. He's a monster!' I said seriously.

'No he's not! He's a human being!' she yelled.

'But he has done monstrous things. He's killed people, people I cared about, people your dad cared about and if we ever let him out, it would start all over again' I said softly as tears rose to the surface.

'But he did get out and he's not like that anymore' she added.

I smiled at her optimism.

'I get why you want to believe that, but people don't really change' I said slowly.

You did' she said softly.

This stunned me to silence.

'Go to your room' I said seriously.

Judith looked at me confusedly and asked 'why?'.

I sighed as I said 'because I need a minute'.

Once she left I felt myself clinging to the bannister as the realisation hit me that I had changed.

I had grown cold after Rick and maybe Molly's perception of Negan had rubbed off on my daughter.

Molly's POV//

Everything at Hilltop was as it should be.

Jesus and I saw the place thrive and the new additions to our family here were settling in smoothly.

Magna had been a little harder to crack than the others, but I knew in my heart that she was a good person and I wanted all of them to stay with us.

Michonne had radioed Jesus and I to talk about them and how she didn't think it was wise to let them in.

I knew what she meant and I would've felt the same way, but seeing how many of us Rick brought in, even when he didn't fully trust us yet, made me realise that everyone should be given a chance.

I walked around the compound, admiring the new people's hard work they were putting in to guarding, building and help others in this place.

I smiled and waved to each one of them, it felt so good to save people from the world outside our doors.

Maybe that was my inner Saviour coming out, though I would never admit it to anyone.

My main priority right now was Michonne.

I just hoped to God that she didn't hate me for my decision.

I mean, even though we were technically leaders of two different communities, we were still together as a family, all of us were.

With the expansion of the house and the other cottages going well and everything was on track, I felt like I could step away for a day because I needed to speak to Mich in person.

I told Jesus and Tara, said goodbye to them both, essentially putting Tara in charge while I was away and I set off for Alexandria.

I had brought with me the bag that I packed at the Sanctuary for Negan, knowing that I would see him.

I thought it would feel strange to keep flitting from one home to the next but I had done that for years now, even when I was at the Sanctuary, my home was never just one place.

When driving, I tried to keep my focus on the task at hand which was Michonne, but I kept drifting uncontrollably to thoughts of seeing Negan again.

I was somewhat excited to tell him about the Sanctuary and how relieved I felt afterwards.

But, I knew how touchy Michonne was about me visiting him too often so I had to keep it a secret, as much as I possibly could.

When I reached the gates I got off my bike and handed it to someone to chain up, then walked straight through to Michonne's house.

I knocked on the door and was surprised when it was Judith who answered.

'Hi Auntie Molly!' she said excitedly.

'Hey sweetheart, do you know where your mom is?' I asked confusedly.

She sighed sadly.

'She's out in the fields, I'm not allowed to go with her because I'm grounded' she said rolling her eyes which made me chuckle.

I smiled and asked 'what for this time?'.

'She told me to stop talking to Negan, but you do? So I don't get it' she shouted.

I nodded and looked down sadly.

'Your mom just wants to keep you safe' I said softly.

'Negan would never hurt me' she said sternly.

I smiled weakly at her faith in him.

'I know that. But for your mom's sake just do as she asks. Do you promise?' I said crouching down and holding out my pinky for her to swear.

'I promise' she said hesitantly as she grabbed my pinky with hers and smiled.

I said goodbye to Judith and walked towards the fields when I realised that now would be the best time to sneak down and see Negan.

I squinted my eyes to see Michonne in the distance, her back faced away from me.

I hopped down the steps and Seth automatically opened the door for me.

I was surprised by this, thinking that Michonne would've cracked down on visitors by now.

I walked in, carrying the bag from the Sanctuary and smiled when I saw him faced away from me, looking out of the small window.

'Hey there' I said sweetly which made him turn around smiling when he heard my voice.

'Hey there yourself' he replied still smiling like a cheshire cat.

'Told ya I'd be back soon and here I am' I said propping the bag down by my feet.

'You seem good, better actually' he said happily.

I nodded and said 'yeah, you've probably guessed that I went to the Sanctuary'.

He smiled and looked down, hands in his pockets.

'Yep, you okay?' he asked seriously as the smile now turned to a straight lipped look of concern.

'I am. I won't say that it wasn't hard being back there, but, I feel more alive now in a way. I saw...him. He was chained to that fence and I just felt such relief knowing that he couldn't hurt me. Not anymore. I walked right up to him and I knew that it wouldn't hurt him being technically dead and all but I decapitated every inch of his body, leaving only his head. I wouldn't give him that mercy' I said, almost smiling with vengeance on my lips.

Negan seemed entranced by my attitude.

I could tell by his facial expression that he was both proud and also a little scared.

'Hot damn, Molly. God, I love you you know that' he said nonchalantly as he paced around his cell, stopping after a few seconds when he realised what he'd just said.

We both avoided each other's gaze and Negan hastily changed the conversation.

He walked closer to the bars and frowned.

'What's in the bag?' he asked with a quizzical brow raised.

'Oh, I uh brought you some of your things from the Sanctuary' I said as I crouched down and unzipped the bag, passing him the possessions one by one.

'My jacket' he said smiling as he lifted it up to the ray of sunlight to admire it in all its glory.

'I always loved that on you' I said softly as he smirked and placed it on his bed.

'My pillow', he said chuckling as he smooshed it around in his hands.

He smelled something and held it against his nose, closing his eyes and inhaling.

'It smells of you' he said smirking.

'I may or may not have lay on it a couple times' I revealed as I still avoided his gaze and blushed slightly.

'Now, these two are more for passing the time' I added, lifting out his book and the bottle of bourbon which made him gasp and chuckle.

'You know me so well' he said smiling.

'Uh huh' I answered as I bit my lip.

His smile now faded to seriousness again.

'Thank you, Molly. You always were the better half of me, far more compassionate than I ever was' he said sweetly.

I smirked and said 'well, I do remember you being pretty compassionate in other ways'.

He instantly caught my meaning and raised his eyebrows.

'I remember that too, hell I dream about that every damn night' he said.

I was so close to opening that damn door and kissing him again right then and there but Michonne came storming in and that stopped all sentiment.

'Hi, Mich' I said turning around to see her standing furiously by the door.

'Molly' she said and ushered me out.

I smiled at Negan before I left which I was certain Michonne had seen.

'What?' I asked as I folded my arms and stood on the grass in front of her.

'Did you talk to Judith about Negan?' she asked sternly.

'What? No. I-I told her to ask you first, but Michonne she's just as headstrong as Carl was' I answered softly.

'I know' she said sighing.

'Can I ask you something? Have I changed?' she asked sadly.

I sighed.

'We all have, Michonne' I said as I pulled her into a hug.

'I know you don't wanna trust the new people, but I believe in them' I said seriously.

She nodded, 'Rick would've done the same' she said smiling as she reminisced.

'Yeah, he did the same for me and Tara. You both did' I said as tears formed in my eyes as I smiled.

'Yeah. But what do I do about Judith?' she said defeatedly.

'I know you wanna protect her from all this, but she has to learn on her own. Make her feel like she's being heard and she'll listen' I said softly as I wiped the tears from her eyes.

'At the end of the day, we all just wanna feel like we belong, especially in this damn world' I said softly as she held my hands.

She nodded as she pulled herself back into my arms.

I felt Michonne physically releasing all that tension she had been carrying for so long and I was so glad she felt that she could confide in me.

But, as much as I tried to stay present in that moment, my mind couldn't help but wander to the thought that Negan was probably listening in on our conversation and maybe subconsciously I was talking about Negan belonging instead of Judith.

I finally felt like we were getting somewhere and I hoped that soon she would see that Negan had changed and that he would never harm Judith or any of us.

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Save Me: Chapter 28 - Look Death in the Face

~Hey guys! Chapter 28 is out now!! Negan finally gets what has been coming to him for a while...Will Molly be able to deal with his fate? I hope everyone is having a good week :) Love you all <3~

This was it. For both leaders, it was finally time to look death in the face and accept it. For most, this was the physical death of their enemy, whereas for Molly, this meant the emotional death of her loved one in her heart and her former self.

Rick and I led them across the field and towards the Sanctuary which we could now see in the distance.

Everyone was focussed and determined, no fear now just pure hatred, except me.

As we all moved stealthily as one we were halted by a loud blood curdling whistle.

It was them.

The noise surrounded us as it felt like it came from all directions.

I looked at Rick and Maggie who were turning around frantically trying to find out where the noise came from.

My heart felt like it was pounding in my mouth as my breathing became more rapid.

I squinted to try and see any Saviours over the hill, there were none yet that haunting sound ensued.

All of a sudden a voice on a megaphone tauntingly shouted 'well shit Rick! Would you look at that? I just ambushed your ambush with an even bigger ambush!'.

Shit it was Negan. He sounded vengeful, almost dark.

I pictured his eyes which wouldn't be that light shade of amber anymore.

He wanted us all dead, I knew that now.

Rick was getting pissed off now.

'How about you step out and face us?' he shouted.

We heard a loud chuckle then Negan said 'Oh Rick I am everywhere! Pick a direction to run, see how you do. Make it fun for all of us!'.

We couldn't escape even if we wanted to, Rick would never let this go.

'Guess what else I did...I brought some of your old friends' he said confidently.

If my ears could prick up, they would have now.

I knew he meant Eugene but the only other would have been Gabriel, but we all thought he had escaped.

'You remember your old buddy Eugene? Well, he is the one that made today possible. Same goes for Dwighty-boy here' Negan shouted.

I looked at Rosita who was scowling now at Eugene's betrayal.

I just hoped he would do the right thing, everything was riding on that.

He knew about Dwight's helping us.

Even though I never forgave him for Denise, neither would Tara, I still couldn't let him die.

I readied my gun when Negan said 'In case you were wondering, he didn't ream you on purpose. No, he's just a gutless fucker that sucks at life and now he gets to stand up here and watch you all die, he has to live with that'.

At this the Saviours stepped forward and formed a line in front of us so that they just peaked over the hill.

'Gabriel, well he's gotta go too. We are cleaning house today Rick' Negan added.

I looked through my binoculars to see Negan holding a gun up to Gabriel's head and Dwight standing beside them, wearing a prisoner uniform.

I scanned for Simon frantically, wanting to take a shot at him first, but he wasn't there.

At all.

Negan was there to show his full force and would've brought his right hand man, unless he was dead.

I smirked vengefully just thinking about it.

'And then there's you. It never had to be a fight, you just had to accept how things were. So here we go, congratulations Rick! This is all on you, you can blame yourself for Molly now as well' Negan said almost with a twinge of sadness in his voice.

Why would Rick blame himself for me?

I shot him a confused look, until the realisation hit me.

He had told him I was dead. What if Negan's anger towards 'mourning' me was gonna get us all killed.

Rick just looked at Negan, avoiding my gaze.

'Goddamn it Rick!' I whispered to him, even Michonne shot him a look of disappointment.

'Three, two, one...' Negan counted down until we heard a loud bang and Saviours dropping like flies.

He had done it! I smirked as I looked at Eugene.

'Now!' Rick shouted as we ran towards them.

Negan's gun had backfired and a casing had torn through his right hand.

'Eugene!' he yelled in pain.

Gabriel punched him in the face as Dwight tried to wrestle him against the bonnet of his car.

Negan managed to push him off with Lucille and ran towards the woods.

'He's running!' Maggie shouted as Rick went after him.

'Keep going! To the rendezvous point, the others should already be there' I shouted to everyone else as we gained on the Saviours who were falling to their knees.

'Don't shoot! Please. We're done. It's over' Laura said as they all put their hands up and surrendered their weapons.

I nodded to her, she had been kind to me at the Sanctuary and after all Rick only wanted Negan dead.

Once they had surrendered, I ran after Rick.

My heart pounding out of my chest and my breathing becoming more irregular when I saw Rick and Negan by a tree with stained glass hanging off its branches.

Negan's POV//

Rick came rushing around the tree as I knocked him to the ground with Lucille.

'Just so you know, the eeny meeny miny moe, that was bullshit. I made a choice, I just didn't wanna kill kid's dad right in front of him. Turns out, that would've been the best thing I could've done. Had I done it, that kid might've still been alive' I taunted.

At this Rick kicked my legs, knocking me off my feet as I fell on my back.

'You're beat. Your people are down' Rick said breathlessly.

I groaned as I stood up slowly, saying 'I'll get out of it, I always do'.

'It's just you and me Rick. You, you are torn open. I am bigger, I am badder and I got a bat' I said smirking at him lying there on the grass.

Like hell I was gonna die.

'We can have...a future' Rick said, his voice straining on every word as he winced in pain.

I smiled, saying 'I know I will'.

He tried to stand up and pleaded, 'just give me ten seconds. I can tell you how'.

I scowled at him, thinking about Molly and how she might be dead because of both of us.

'No' I answered.

'Please just give me ten seconds for Carl' he begged, now standing.

I paused and nodded.

Now I started counting, 'ten...nine'.

'Carl said, it doesn't have to be...be a fight anymore' he said struggling to speak.

I held Lucille up and scowled saying 'he was wrong, eight...'.

Rick panted and said 'no, no he was right'.

My scowl hardened at his pleading for his life until I saw her.

Molly was standing there, behind Rick.

Tears fell down my face as I looked at her.

'M-Mol...' was all I managed as suddenly Rick ninja sliced open my jugular with a piece of glass he found on the grass.

I dropped to my knees, my gaze still firmly on hers.

I knew I would die and I wanted her to be the last thing I saw.

She gasped and covered her mouth as she lunged forward, Michonne stopping her from reaching me.

The others stood beside her, including the widow.

Rick waited for a minute and walked towards them, blood gushing from my neck as I tried to stop it with my hand.

'Save him' Rick said to some doctor.

Those words rang in my ears as I saw Molly's look of relief and the widow screaming 'No!'.

I wasn't relieved when I heard Rick's words.

I wanted to die, after what I did and who I hurt the most, I couldn't face her.

'No! He can't...he killed Glenn!' the widow shouted as Michonne held her back.

I was fading in and out of consciousness when I felt someone stitch up my neck and cover it with a bandage.

'We have to!' Rick shouted to her as she yelled 'we have to end it! Rick! We have to make it right. It's not over till he's dead!'.

When I stopped bleeding I saw Molly looking down now.

She was happy I was alive, but I knew that changed nothing between us.

I really felt like dying now.

'There's gotta be something after' Rick said to the widow as he now addressed my men.

They still had their hands up, they had surrendered.

'Everyone put your hands down, you're all gonna go home now' Rick shouted as they put their hands down slowly.

'Negan's alive. But his way of doing things is over! Anyone who can't live with that will pay the price, I promise you that. Any person here who would live in peace and fairness, who would find common ground, this world is yours by right' he shouted.

'We are life, that's death! It's coming for us, unless we stand together' he shouted pointing at the distant hoard of walkers.

'Go home, then the work begins. The new world begins. All this, all this is just what was. There's gotta be something after!' Rick yelled as some guys lifted me onto a stretcher and put me in the back of a van.

The fuckers were gonna take me to Alexandria, I knew it.

Molly's POV//

It was a curious feeling, the man I loved was alive and yet dead at the same time.

Tears flowed down my face as I watched them take him away.

I never wanted him dead, but seeing how much his presence affected my family made me feel even worse.

Michonne and I held Maggie as she curled up on the grass and sobbed for Glenn's memory.

I understood Rick and I agreed with him, but seeing Maggie like that broke my heart into a million tiny pieces.

Rosita stood next to us with Eugene who had now returned to us.

'What happened to the guns? That you?' she asked him.

Eugene turned to me as I stroked Maggie's hair and nodded.

'Us. We introduced the sabotage aspect to the manufacturing process unbeknownst to my colleagues which was inspired by Molly's purposeful determination and resilience. Plus a few things you imparted on me before I left. Ergo I created a modicum of phooey for kablooie' he said seriously.

Rosita smiled and turned to me and nodded a 'thank you'.

I smiled back, there was a change in the air after that.

I practically felt people warm to me again.

As I looked around, I saw Gabriel and Eugene but not Dwight.

A rush of panic washed over me as I couldn't see him.

The Saviours were now leaving but I saw Laura and I ran over to her to ask her what happened to him.

She smiled weakly and said that he had left but left a note in one of the cars.

I nodded a thank you and ran back to where the Saviour's cars were.

I checked each one before seeing a small folded piece of white paper stuck to the windscreen of presumably Negan's car.

I looked around me to check no one was there and opened it slowly, it read:

Molly,

I always knew you'd make it, thats just the type of person you are.

A while after you escaped, I helped Sherry get away too. I'm not sure where she is but I promise to always keep looking for her. I'm not coming back.

I don't know whether Negan will be dead by the time you read this, but if he isn't, be careful.

Dwight.

I folded it back up and sighed, the guy had practically predicted it.

Negan was like a cat with nine lives.

Just as I was about to walk back, I saw Negan's red scarf on the front seat in the car.

I hesitated but then grabbed a rock and smashed the window so I could grab it.

I held it between my fingers and pressed it against my cheek.

His smell was all over it and it reminded me of our time together.

I didn't know whether I would ever give it back to him, but I couldn't leave it there.

I stuffed it into my jacket pocket, along with Dwight's letter and set off after my family.

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Save Me: Chapter 26 - Betrayal

~Hey guys! Chapter 26 is out now :) Molly is in a dark place as she feels completely alone, little does she know that there is always light at the end of the tunnel...I hope everyone is having a good week and chapter 27 will be out on Sunday. Love y’all <3~

Molly is feeling isolated and out of place being back with her family. Will she be able to find peace within herself and the others?

I was home, straight back to cold, damp darkness.

It was silent for the most part, sometimes I heard footsteps on the grass outside.

But, the sun didn't shine on me now for a reason.

They all hated me.

Tara looked at me like she never had before, no anger, no sadness just shock, like I was a complete stranger.

I can't describe that feeling, it wasn't simple loneliness or guilt, I felt as though I had no place in world where my two feet on the ground were solid.

I had once thought that the Sanctuary was my home and by extension Negan but now thinking about that place, it just felt estranged to me.

Now, the exact same feeling was felt for this place.

I shivered when the cool breeze zipped through the bars, though I had always preferred the cold to the raging heat of Virginia.

It was bad for me to be alone, as in darkness I tended to dwell on my deepest thoughts.

I couldn't cry anymore, a part of me thought that there were just no tears left.

I was numb.

I was numb to physical emotion, but that didn't mean that my emotions didn't still overwhelm me.

Memories of Negan flashed through my mind when I rubbed my neck, now sore from the hard floor.

His lips, his kisses, his warm hands, everything.

I clenched my fists and sighed in frustration.

How could I let myself become so naive, so stupid?!

When I touched my chest, where my locket had once sat, I thought of Tara and how losing the locket had actually predicted how I would lose her.

She had every right to hate me though, as did Maggie, as did Rosita, I had failed them all.

My own weak emotions had overwhelmed me, maybe that's what caused Simon to... I couldn't finish that thought.

I couldn't make myself go back there, to that space.

Suddenly, the main door squeaked open and I jumped up to my feet, squinting my eyes to see who it was.

Jesus.

He walked over to me and without a word he unlocked and opened the cell door.

I stood in front of him as he just looked me over as if I was unrecognisable.

He looked down as he said quietly, 'Rick wants you at Alexandria, it's probably best for you know...'.

I just nodded.

He held my arm gently as he guided me up the stairs and out into the sunlight.

It beamed down on my face, but this time that fresh grass smell had subsided and there was no Tara to embrace me.

Instead as we walked towards the gates, there she stood, next to Maggie and Rosita.

She had a hopeful look in her eye which was almost a smile as she tried to walk towards me.

She must have thought that I was being released, but the realisation hit when Rick and Michonne came to lead me to their car.

Everyone else just stared at me in awe and almost fear.

'Look at her!' they must have said.

'That's the girl that slept with Negan!' they must have whispered to each other.

Maggie looked at me once before walking back inside, she couldn't even stand the sight of me.

I looked around at everyone and only bowed my head down once Tara backed away.

Once I was in the car, it was silence again.

None of us knowing what to say to each other, although I could always tell when Rick wanted to say something.

He kept glancing at me through the mirror as he drove with a slight scowl as if he was both proud yet hurt by my actions.

I knew exactly what he wanted to ask, but none of them could ever understand because none of them knew him like I did.

That's how they hated him, they only saw the man who killed members of our family and not the man who cares for his people and does everything to keep them safe.

I looked away from his glance as I watched the endless forest zip past my window with the occasional walker stumbling through.

I hadn't been to Alexandria for a long time yet seeing those gates again and the beautiful sign that read:

Welcome to the Alexandria Safe Zone

Mercy for the lost

Vengeance for the plunderers

We pulled up as Aaron drew back the gates.

It wasn't the place I remembered anymore. Hardly anyone had guns and there were very little supplies, all down to Negan I gathered.

Aaron didn't say a word to me but just scowled, Rick must have told them.

Michonne told Rick she was going to check on Carl and Judith while he put me in my new cell.

When we walked to the house with a basement cell, I looked over to my old house, right next to Tara and Denise's.

It looked untouched, perfect almost, I wondered if Negan and his Saviours had taken anything from it.

Rick told me to sit in the chair while he went to check on the others, little did I know that I would soon have company.

I waited for a while and when I got bored of sitting I stood up and paced around the small room.

There was a little window with bars across it which gave more light than at Hilltop.

I was thankful for it.

Hearing people walk past, children playing, it made me recall what I loved about this place.

A few weeks later...

I rested my arms against the window entranced by the outside when a figure bounded down the stairs and said 'How could you?'.

I turned around to see Aaron, a scowl across his face and his hands on his hips.

I sighed, saying 'Aaron, I don't know what Rick has told you, but either way please know that I'm sorry'.

He scoffed, 'did Rick tell you what your boyfriend did to mine, he got Eric killed' he said, his face reddening now with rage.

I looked down in shock.

'You didn't know? But you knew about Spencer and Olivia, yet you still fell for the bastard?!' he said sternly.

I looked at him and nodded.

'Yeah and that guilt will live with me for the rest of my life. I am sorry about Eric, if I had stayed at the Sanctuary longer, maybe I could've helped...' I said sadly.

He saw the guilt and self-hatred in my eyes and his scowl now turned to a frown of pity.

'I don't blame you nor do I hate you. You're family and Eric loved you like a sister. Rick's only told us your part in the matter, not what you went through' he said softly.

I gulped at knowing what I might tell him.

'Not all of it was dark, the lighter moments were with Negan. But, in that place, there were far worse people than him' I said quietly.

Aaron stepped forward and opened the cell door to sit with me.

'Molly, I-I don't know what you went through there, but you've gotta know that Negan is an evil person. Rick said you told him he 'saved' you. How?' he asked sternly.

I looked away from him, I had to tell someone, I couldn't let it control me anymore.

I had wanted Tara to be the first, but she wasn't here for me.

I inhaled as my focus shifted to his gaze.

'A man tried to rape me when I got to the Sanctuary and Negan killed him before he could. But the next time...he just wasn't fast enough' I said slowly.

Aaron was taken aback as he just stared at me, open mouthed and frowned.

'Molly, I-I am so sorry that happened to you' he said trying to reach forward.

I lept up and moved towards the window.

'Yeah well, no one else knows so just keep it to yourself. Please' I said warningly.

'But if you told Rick then-' he said pleadingly.

I spun around in anger.

'Then what Aaron? They would feel sorry for me? I'm not a fucking victim, I don't need to be coddled. I deserve to be in here because I am guilty, I'm guilty of making a bad decision. But you know what? By that fact, everyone else should be in here with me, especially Rick, because he's made some terrible fucking decisions over the years' I said sternly.

I scoffed at him as he just stood there, wide eyed and surprised.

'You all say that I'm in here because I slept with the enemy, but I know the truth...it's because I'm now a threat. I'm an 'unknown' and you all don't know what to do with me because I've been on both sides. Oh, and apparently even though I didn't commit Negan's crimes, I'm still guilty of them by association and you all were so quick to judge me even though you're supposed to be my family. So thank you by the way! Now fuck off Aaron' I shouted before I turned back around to look out of the window.

He was stunned into silence at my speech and just walked out and back up the stairs.

I sighed in relief as that was the first time I had expressed my true feelings without guilt.

It wasn't until sunset when Rick came back to visit me.

He brought some dinner with him, a plate made up of bread, tomatoes and mushed vegetables.

I was starving so I grabbed the food off him and ate it in two seconds flat.

He raised his eyebrows and almost smirked as he sat down in front of me.

'Aaron told me he visited you' he said quietly.

I just rolled my eyes in response as I wiped my mouth and sat down.

'Can we not do this, because you don't give a shit about what I have say nowadays' I said sternly.

He sighed and looked down as he removed his hatchet and guns from his holster and set them onto the floor so he was more comfortable.

'I'm sorry Molly. Aaron didn't tell me what happened to you but I know it was bad. I love you, you know that. You're my family, my sister' he started to say.

'I didn't think about what it must have been like for you, being there. Thank you for what you did for us, if it weren't for you then some of us wouldn't be here. But, Molly, you have to know that Negan has to die' he said softly.

I inhaled, saying 'yeah I know'.

'You're okay with that? Because I need you firmly on my side, our side' he said pleadingly.

'I have to be okay. But just know, that I would do anything for this family. It's true, I fell for Negan but family comes first, always' I said as I grabbed his hand and took it in mine.

He smiled and nodded.

'Alright, welcome back' he said as he stood and handed me my gun and knives.

I smirked in surprise as I took them and put them in my holster.

He walked up the stairs as I just stood there in awe. 'Well, you comin' or what?' he said smirking.

I chuckled and followed him up the stairs. It felt good to be back...

Carl's POV//

After seeing Michonne and handing her Judith, I told her I was going to help with the crops but really I was sneaking out.

I climbed the steel wall and hopped over, flinging my rucksack over as I went.

I just needed to be outside, kill something, anything.

I felt trapped and hopeless with Negan ruling our life.

No one noticed when I left, so I knew that I could just stay in the woods for a couple hours then go back.

Enid and I loved these woods, it reminded me of when she kissed me before she went away to live at Hilltop.

Maggie needed her to help her with the baby and being at Alexandria reminded her of Glenn.

I heard walkers snarling behind me so I readied my blade and managed to kill them, one by one.

It was easy enough so I got comfortable.

I wandered aimlessly, seeing some of the stakes my dad had put down to trap walkers.

A walker was staked through the middle as it growled and grunted when a man came up behind it and killed it.

He looked like he was alone.

'Hey' I said.

'My dad put those down' I continued as I slowly walked towards the man.

He looked startled and nervous.

'I'm Carl' I said as he pointed to himself and said 'Siddiq'.

I held out a bag containing a sandwich and a bottle of water and said 'food and water'.

He tilted his head and asked 'why?'.

'My mom told me that you always gotta do whats right, I wanna help you' I said smiling at him.

I chucked the bag over to him which he lunged for as he ripped it open and chugged the water down.

'Thanks' he managed as he sat on the ground.

'Glad I found you' I said smiling.

'Me and my dad, we're in a community' I said softly, he looked up once I mentioned it.

'I'm gonna ask you a few questions and I need you to answer honestly okay?' I said as I walked towards him further.

He stood up and nodded.

'How many walkers have you killed? I know it's hard to keep track bu-' I started to ask before he interrupted.

'237' he said hastily.

'How many people have you killed?' I asked sceptically.

'One' he answered sadly.

'Why?' I followed up with.

'The dead tried to kill him but...they didn't' he said sadly.

I just nodded.

'Come with me' I said as I walked in front.

He followed me as we walked back to Alexandria.

There were a group of walkers feasting on a deer carcass when we approached them.

'Okay, follow me' I said as we moved slowly around the trees towards them.

The walkers sensed us, got up and walked towards us.

I killed one, as did Siddiq but more came, more than we expected.

Siddiq struggled and said 'just go! you don't have to help me'.

I mumbled 'no' as a walker tackled me to the ground.

It's teeth gnashed against my face as Siddiq managed to kill his walker alongside one more.

The walker growled and gnashed inches from my flesh before sinking its teeth briefly into my stomach.

He got rid of one which was heading my way just as I managed to grab my gun from my pocket and kill it.

I was bit.

I climbed up to my feet, hiding my bite with my shirt and came over to Siddiq.

'Okay?' he asked.

'Yeah' I said breathlessly.

'You could've left...' he said quietly.

'I'm responsible for you now. That's how it works' I said now looking at him.

'I don't wanna make any trouble. Your dad won't want anything to do with me' he said nervously.

'Sometimes kids have to find their own way to show their parents the way' I said as I winced at the pain and kept walking.

Siddiq following me closely behind.

When we got back, my dad was out with a couple others but Michonne was still there with Judith.

I couldn't tell her or my dad, not yet.

I now had a timer on my life and I had to make memories for Judith so she would remember me.

I smiled ordinarily at Michonne when I walked in and played with Judith in her room.

We made shapes of our hands with paint and she drew pictures of us together.

Tears formed in my eyes as I realised I would never see her grow old.

While she played and laughed with her toys, I got out some paper and a pen from her toy box and wrote some letters.

I wrote one to my dad, Michonne, Judith, Enid and Negan.

With Negan's I asked him to stop the fight and with everyone else's I thanked them for being there for me.

Siddiq was taken in and being a doctor, my dad accepted him when I got back.

He lectured and scolded me but was proud of me when he learned what I did.

I didn't know how long I would have, but sitting with my family out on the porch while the sun now set was perfect...

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Save Me: Chapter 36 - Redemption

~Hey guys! Chapter 36 is out today :) I hope everyone is doing well and excited for this one! Love y’all~

This was a time of healing and growth for everyone, including Negan. Molly had always known him to be a good man inside, but would he be able to show the others?

Two months later...

'You were right...' Rick said softly as he held my hand.

'I should have listened to you, I guess I just couldn't until now' he continued.

I just nodded and smiled, 'are you sure about this?' I asked nervously.

He let go of my hand as he placed both on my shoulders.

'Yes and you will lead them' he said proudly.

He started to walk away, back across the streets of Alexandria when I shouted after him, 'me?'

'The Sanctuary needs a strong leader Molly, if we're gonna do this right' he replied as he smiled softly and went towards the gates.

I just stood stock still and watched him as he walked away.

Was I ready for this?

I felt honoured that he trusted me in that way, especially considering that the majority of those moving to the Sanctuary would be ex-Saviours.

Yet, I was unsure, I hadn't been back there in years and I had no idea how it would feel.

I had suppressed old memories, the bad ones, for so long but when I go to the Sanctuary, I know I will be forced to face them.

But, I had to do this, for Rick, for Carl and his dream, for myself and even for Negan.

I thought about how he would feel about all this.

I knew he would heartbroken, to see another leader in his former home but I hoped that he would find some solace in the fact that he trusted me and knows how much I valued that place.

I told Rick that I would consider it, which upset him slightly knowing that I might not give him the answer that he wanted and needed for enacting Carl's vision.

But I had to be honest with him and myself about who I was.

I had always thought myself brave and confident but after everything these past years, I'm not sure that I'm the same person anymore and as much as I wanted to lead that place.

I knew in my heart that I just wasn't ready.

It wasn't about Negan or the Saviours that made me decline Rick's offer, it was about me and what happened to me there.

Still to this day, only Negan, Aaron and Tara knew and I wanted to tell Rick but I knew in my heart that if he found out, he would go straight for Negan and blame him.

So, I couldn't tell him but I knew he would want an explanation so I told him I would lead eventually, but right now we needed to focus on what we already have, not what will eventually come in a few years time.

Now, looking back, I wish I had told Rick everything...

The day of reckoning came.

There was a hoard of walkers, larger and more vast than we'd ever seen before.

They were heading straight for Alexandria and their sheer force and numbers alone would wipe out us all, so we had to create a diversion.

We all split up and tried different tactics, blasted music from our trucks, set off explosions, set up reflective objects.

None of them worked well enough.

We killed many of them and were heading back towards the bridge to recuperate when we saw him.

Rick was stumbling across the bridge, his hand on his gun and his other on a deep wound to his stomach that seemed to stain his entire shirt red.

Daryl spotted him first, he was only a few paces in front of the hoard now.

Once Daryl had alerted the rest of us, we sprinted towards him to help, Michonne screamed out for him.

Daryl and I shot arrows at the closest walkers to Rick to buy some time, Rick just looked at us pleadingly, asking us not to waste our time.

He knew he was going to die.

We all grouped up, shooting walkers that came too close.

The bridge wouldn't hold, we all knew that now.

Once all of the walkers were on the bridge, Rick pointed his gun at an explosives box on the bridge and blew it up.

A loud bang and a large cloud of fire and ash surrounded the place where Rick once stood.

Michonne tried to run towards it but Maggie and I held her back.

'Rick!' she screamed in pain.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as the bridge was completely destroyed and rows upon rows of walkers lit by flames dropped into the river and floated down stream.

I whispered with deflation a soft 'no' as the smoke started to clear and Rick was gone.

Michonne couldn't bear to look and we just escorted her home while Daryl and I searched for Rick.

There was some comfort in not being able to find his body.

I don't know whether this was false hope but right now we needed any form of hope.

We searched for weeks on end, from dawn to dusk.

The only thing we found was Rick's gun, slightly buried in mud by the river.

We cleaned it off and brought it to Michonne to keep.

Some days were better than others but when the rest of us had to carry on, Daryl just couldn't.

'Daryl, we've looked, there's nothing out there' I said softly as I grabbed his arm.

'You don't know that' he growled as he walked towards the gates.

'No, I don't. But, what I do know is that Michonne needs both of us here right now' I replied sternly.

'Tell her I've gone out' he replied as he pulled open the gates and stormed out, crossbow slung over his shoulder.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

I chased after him, grabbing my bow from where it hung on the tree next to the gate and slung it over my shoulder.

'Daryl!' I shouted as he continued to storm out ahead.

I sighed as he didn't take any notice, 'Daryl!' I yelled again as I finally caught up to him and spun him around to face me.

We were now surrounded by trees, in the thick of the forest.

'What?' he retorted.

'I'm sorry, you were right. We can't give up, so I'm coming with you' I said softly, he just grunted.

I rolled my eyes.

'Don't do that okay? Talk to me, we've know each other for so long' I stated, he just stared at me.

'He ain't dead' he said hoarsely as he turned back around and marched through the grass.

'Daryl...' I said sadly.

'He ain't dead!' he yelled tearfully as he turned back around to face me.

His face now bunched up into a scowl as he marched back towards me, pointing and yelling, talking at me sideways like he used to.

'Why you even here, huh? You gave up! Just like the rest...not me! I mean, maybe I could've done somethin' he started yelling at me which turned into a soft cry.

There he stood in front of me, his tears flowed down his face as I just silently pulled my arms around him as he did the same.

Both of us, now holding each other just sobbed.

I didn't get it back then, but Daryl needed to keep looking for Rick for himself, he had to stay busy otherwise he would break down.

I stroked his hair away from his eyes, 'listen to me, we will find him...' I said softly as he wiped away my tears with his thumb.

I smiled weakly at his gesture and just held him once more.

I didn't know whether we would ever see Rick again, but I felt content in knowing that this was what he would've wanted, all of us together as a family, holding each other.

Six years later...

Alexandria was complete, or so it was in my eyes.

We had all come together to create Carl's dream and now it was also Rick's.

There were white washed houses with porches to match, a large armoury, fields of crops, hydroelectricity, watch towers for surveillance.

It was everything we desired, it was a self-sufficient dream land.

Michonne was doing well, she now led us at Alexandria, whether she knew that then or not.

She became pregnant after Rick's death and had her beautiful baby RJ (Rick Jr.) nine months later.

She was now a mother of two, Judith and RJ and I was their Auntie.

Daryl still went out searching for Rick, but a lot less frequently and I joined him on occasion.

Carol was still at the Kingdom where she also now had a family with Ezekiel and their adopted son Henry.

Gabriel, Aaron, Siddiq, Laura and Diane were all members of the council led by Michonne.

We were rebuilding civilisation and this would be a period of equality and fairness where our previous alignments didn't matter.

The Sanctuary remained a ruin. When Rick died, none of us felt like we could continue with that project, least of all me.

Tara was at Oceanside with Cindy where they now lived together, I was so proud of her.

In the past six years, Negan and I continued our talks in his cell as Michonne now allowed me to visit him whenever I liked.

I wasn't sure about it before but he had changed and for the better.

Every time I saw him, he seemed lighter than before like he was almost content with his situation.

I can't say that he was upset by Rick's death but he was saddened for our community and Michonne who he'd spoke to over the years.

Yet, even after these visits, Michonne still didn't believe he had changed and still pursued her opinion that I should keep my distance but also acknowledged that she couldn't stop me.

I wish I could say that we accidentally brushed hands on the bars of his cell or that he flirted with me endlessly but he didn't.

Every time we talked, it was deep and meaningful but nothing that screamed 'I love you'.

I know we had been getting to know each other again, so that we could start our relationship again but fuck it was hard just being in the same room as him and not doing anything.

I just wondered whether he still felt the same.

One night, once it was dark out and I was sufficiently drunk on homemade wine, I snuck across the street to the cell.

I tiptoed down the stairs and met Seth.

'Molly?' he asked tiredly.

'Hey Seth, I'm gonna need your keys' I said confidently and slightly stumbling on my words.

'I don't think I-' he started to say.

'Seth, Michonne granted me access at all times' I replied as I beckoned him to hand them over.

'A-Are you drunk?' he asked hesitantly.

'No' I said shaking my head for longer than necessary as I grabbed his keys and dismissed him.

I opened the door and locked it shut behind me, slightly stumbling over a brick that was concealed by the dark.

'Ooh' I shouted as I tripped which was followed by a alcohol infused giggle.

I heard Negan shift in his bed as he sat up suddenly and said, 'Molly?' as he stroked his beard.

God he looked so sexy when he did that.

I ignored his words and proceeded to his cell and fumbled through the keys to unlock the door.

He stood up and stretched.

'Molly?' he said hoarsely as he squinted in confusion.

It was only when he saw what I was doing that he said 'Wha?' which was all he managed before I swung open the door and pressed my lips to his.

I felt his hands drift to my waist as I pulled off my jacket and wrapped my hands around his neck.

At first he was taken aback by the kiss but within a split second I felt his lips move against mine hungrily like we'd been starved of each other for years.

His hands on my waist travelled up to cup my face in his hands as he deepened the kiss in between growls and moans.

He slipped his tongue between my lips to playfully graze my own as I pushed my body closer to his and ran my fingers through his hair.

He now pulled me in even closer till we were perfectly intertwined and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, keeping me there.

I pushed us forward till his ankles hit the side of the bed, forcing him to sit on its edge.

I pulled myself down onto him till I was straddling his thighs.

I heard him audibly moan and felt his eyebrows furrow as I started to grind on top of him.

His kiss abruptly ended when he pulled his face away from mine and gazed at me with his hands still cupping my face.

I just stared back at him questioningly, while his eyes darted between my own.

'Are you drunk?' he asked half amused.

'A little' I answered as my hands still roamed through his hair.

He rubbed my cheek, drawing circles with his thumb.

'You're inebriated. I'm not gonna take advantage of you Molly' he whispered softly.

'Why not?' I whined as I started to press light kisses against his neck.

He exhaled and chuckled, 'Molly, when you're sober I will gladly sleep with you' he said smirking as his hands drifted to my ass.

I seemed to sober up at his words and found myself coming to my senses.

I jumped up before he could touch me and stood before him, admiring my effect on him as I saw his straining bulge.

'Well, you'll be waiting a long time because you won't get this chance again' I said tauntingly as I placed a hand on my hip.

He looked up and chuckled, saying 'you wanna bet?'.

I turned on my heels, locked his door behind me as he called after me, 'you'll be practically begging me darlin'.

I smirked at his calling me 'darlin' again as I walked out of the cell and handed the keys back to Seth.

The following morning, I awoke feeling like shit. I had drunk so much wine which left me with a banging headache.

I took some aspirin with water when I ate my breakfast as I recalled the night before.

Fuck.

I had kissed him.

No, it was worse than that, I was practically grinding on him and begging him to sleep with me.

I slapped my forehead.

'I'm such an idiot' I said out loud as I sat in just a t-shirt.

When I went upstairs to have a shower and get dressed for the day, I spotted Judith sitting outside Negan's cell, she was reading and laughing.

I squinted in confusion as I realised she was talking to Negan.

Michonne would have killed me if she was here but she had gone to visit Maggie at Hilltop for the day.

I flung on new clothes and marched downstairs and over to where she was sat.

'Hi Auntie Molly' she greeted smiling widely at me, I waved and smiled at her as I plunked myself down onto the step she was sitting on.

'Whatcha up to?' I asked as she passed me the book she was reading, it read: Advanced Mathematics.

'Wow, you are one smart cookie, huh?', I said admiring some of the equations which I used to know so well.

'Could you help me with my homework, Negan didn't know some of these' she said softly as she pointed to the questions on the page.

I looked to the side to see Negan's window which was wide open.

I looked up from the book and shut it, placing it to one side as I shifted to focus on her.

She took off her sheriff's hat that had once been Rick's and then Carl's and swept her long brown hair out of her face.

'Judith, are you sure that your mom would be okay with you talking to Negan?' I asked softly.

She just looked at me questioningly and said 'uh huh'.

'You go down there all the time, why can't I?' she replied.

I hesitated and exhaled, saying 'well, because...'.

She stood up and grabbed her book and hat, 'he's not the monster you all think he is!' she shouted.

'Just ask your mom next time okay?' I pleaded.

Judith sighed and said 'this is bullshit' as she walked back to their house.

I just sat there watching her walk away in complete surprise.

Shit, I really had to watch what I said around her.

Michonne would have killed me if she heard that.

I sat on the steps, feeling the wind whip through my hair as I heard a faint chuckle coming from inside the cell.

I sighed and shot up, glided past Seth who automatically opened the door for me now and I stood in front of the bars where Negan was.

'What?' I barked as I folded my arms.

He smirked when he saw me, obviously still thinking about last night.

He rose his eyebrows and shook his head.

'Nothing, it's just that sometimes I think she takes after you more than ol' Ricky or Michonne' he taunted.

I rolled my eyes as he continued, 'she swears like a damn sailor! I love it'.

'Yeah well, guess I'm not cut out for this whole parenting thing' I said chuckling weakly.

'I don't know, I think you'd be a great mom' he answered as he came closer to the bars and brushed his hands over mine.

I was mesmerised for a second, thinking about having children with him when I snapped myself back to reality.

I scoffed and pulled away, saying teasingly 'i'm not gonna sleep with you, Negan'.

He chuckled, saying 'if memory serves, I think you've said that one before'.

I shot him a stern look when I realised that he was right and I walked back out of the cell, hearing his knowing chuckle echo all around me.

Little did I know that soon my Negan problem would take care of itself.

Maggie had met with a woman named Georgie who wanted to invest in Hilltop and said that she believed in the future and wanted Maggie to come to their community to help them rebuild theirs.

It was called the Commonwealth.

Maggie was sceptical at first, as was everyone but they had been so kind in granting us supplies and equipment that she felt she had to go.

She planned to take Herschel with her and be gone for about six months while Jesus ran Hilltop.

Little did I know that she had a question to ask me.

I went to Hilltop for a week to see Maggie and Jesus but when I got there Maggie asked me to stay permanently.

She told me that she had planned to ask me years ago but knew that I wasn't ready back then.

She wanted Jesus and I to lead Hilltop together as we worked really well together.

Jesus was like a brother to me and so it was a complete honour.

I knew in my heart that I had to accept and this wasn't like when Rick had asked me to lead the Sanctuary all those years ago because now I had a clear vision.

Being at Hilltop would mean that I could be closer to Tara at Oceanside, I could continue the agricultural development I had started years ago and I could still go back to Alexandria now and then when I was needed there or when I needed someone else.

Sometimes it felt like I made this choice because I knew that if I stayed in Alexandria any longer, I would have given in to Negan's allure and succumbed to his charms and as much as I wanted him, I couldn't let myself.

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Save Me: Chapter 32 - Forgive or Forget?

~Hey guys! Chapter 31 is out now :) Molly decides to return to Alexandria in the hope that both Alexandria and Negan have changed for the better... I hope everyone is good and enjoying Save Me so far <3~

After two years since Molly had arrived at Hilltop, it was time to ask for forgiveness from others and also from herself. She had beaten herself up so much for her relationship with Negan that it was changing her, but she just had to realise that she's only human and people make 'mistakes'. But...was Negan a mistake?

I could tell that Tara didn't believe me when I swore to her that I didn't love him anymore.

I don't think I believed me either.

But it wasn't about me anymore or him, it was about Maggie.

She needed to know that Glenn had justice and Negan's happiness could never happen, which meant neither could mine.

Maggie and I had talked since Negan was locked up but she hadn't forgiven me, and I needed her forgiveness now more than ever.

I had planned to return to Alexandria soon and I needed to know she trusted me before I left.

I wouldn't see Negan at all when I came home and I needed Maggie to believe me.

'Hey, Maggie can we talk?' I said as I saw her walking out of the house.

She smiled at me and replied, 'yeah of course, the crops are looking great!' as she shielded her eyes from the sun.

I smiled and chuckled lightly.

'Yeah, well that's thanks to your great leadership! Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I'll be going back to Alexandria tomorrow', I said.

Her smile faded slowly now.

'Promise you'll come back one day, I have a question to ask you when you do' she said mysteriously.

She nodded looking down and added 'I'll miss you, so will Herschel. Be careful'.

I pulled her in for a hug and said 'don't worry, I'll be fine'.

'It's not you i'm worried about...' she said warningly.

'I won't go near him, I promise' I said as I started to walk away.

She sighed sadly and not being able to hold it in any longer.

I spun back around and asked softly 'do you hate me for what happened with-'.

'I could never hate you, you're my sister, my family. I want him dead, you know that. But, between us, there's nothing to forgive' she said smiling weakly.

I just nodded, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulders.

'I'll see you soon' I said as I waved back at her and little Herschel who came running out of the house to say goodbye.

I was sad to leave, a wave of anxiety flooded my body as I imagined being back at Alexandria.

Tara was gonna stay at Hilltop, she was helping Jesus and Maggie lead and she was practically made for that sort of thing.

It ran in our family.

I said my goodbyes to everyone, including Tara and told her to be careful and tell Cindy how she felt.

'Do what you have to do, but remember who he is and who he's always been' Tara whispered in my ear as she hugged me.

She practically predicted my thoughts, before I had even acknowledged them myself.

I nodded into the crook of her neck and wiped her tears.

As I walked to the gates, where Tara had brought my motorcycle round, I turned back to her and held my locket in my hands as she did the same.

It gave me a sense of comfort to have her with me.

I hadn't opened it since I was at Alexandria.

I swung my legs over the bike and strapped on my helmet and leather jacket.

I opened the locket to reveal Tara and Negan in my heart.

I looked at his face, then shut it quickly trying to block him from my mind.

I started up the engine and then I was gone.

It only took a few hours to get there as I took the bridge route.

I zoomed straight across the wooden planks, it was looking good.

There were some workers on the bridge, I swerved around them as they shouted 'Molly!' in glee.

I raised my hand to say 'hi' as I passed them all.

Unfortunately, after the bridge there were walkers blocking the road, only four or five of them but I couldn't just jump them or mow them down.

I approached them, accelerating and pulled out my gun and shot each one, there was one left when I passed them.

I took one hand off the handle and twisted around and popped a bullet in the last one.

I chuckled at my badassery.

I was excited to surprise everyone so I didn't tell Rick or Michonne when I was coming home.

I pulled up at the gates to see Eugene, 'Molly!' he yelled as they pulled open the gates and I drove through.

Rosita and Michonne rushed over to me as I hopped off the bike.

They grinned and pulled me in for a hug, 'We've missed you' Michonne said as she rubbed my back.

Judith ran closely behind, she was walking now.

I gasped and placed a hand to my mouth, 'Judith?' I said looking at her then at Michonne.

Michonne lifted her up and kissed her on her forehead as I tickled her.

'She's missed her Auntie Molly' Michonne said as Judith giggled away.

Rick came round the corner and smiled as he saw us all laughing together.

'Hey Rick' I said as I hugged him.

'You didn't say you were coming home?' he said smiling.

'I know, I wanted to surprise y'all. Alexandria looks perfect!' I said to Rick as I spun around, admiring every inch of the compound.

It was like before, but better.

The windmill was constructed and the houses were rebuilt.

Rick nodded, agreeing as he said 'yeah'.

He held my hand as I said sincerely, 'Carl would be so proud'.

I could tell how much that meant to him, all of this was, after all, for Carl.

Negan's POV//

I was just having a nap as my eyes fell heavy when I heard the commotion outside.

A loud engine, sounding like a motorbike pulled up and people were running to the gates and screaming happily.

I stretched and walked over to the window to see Rick, Michonne and Rosita all smiling at someone.

I couldn't see who, but my heart pounded out of my chest when the realisation it.

She was home, she was near me again.

None of them told me whether she was okay, so I hadn't had any news of her for two years.

I sighed a long sigh when I felt a weight lift from my shoulders, she was safe.

Michonne had asked me to leave her be, let her move on and I had to make her hate me to do that.

It was better for her to hate me and to be safe than to love me and die.

Then I saw her.

She walked with Rick, hand in hand, as he showed her around the new builds.

Why the fuck were they holding hands?!

I gripped the bars and glared at them.

She looked happy, the sunlight lit up her face as a breeze made her hair dance in the wind.

God she was fucking beautiful.

She never looked my way.

My eyes smiled as I saw her smile but that quickly disappeared when I thought she might have forgotten about me.

I had spent two years thinking over every single fucking thing that I did.

It was exhausting.

But mostly I forced myself to remember what I did to Molly and what I put her through back then, if only she could see that I'd changed.

Losing the love of my life, my home, my people, it made me realise that all of that shit was on me.

If you don't protect what you love, sooner or later someone will take it from you.

I thought about the Sanctuary, how run down it must be now and probably full of walkers and shit.

I thought about my lovely Lucille which Michonne took from me when I was brought here.

Most of all, when I lost Molly it felt like I had died inside.

Like my first wife, Lucille, I hurt her and screwed around on her and now I had done the same to Molly.

I never thought that I could feel like that again but then in came Molly Chambler, bulldozing her way into my life and my mind.

She was the only one who knew me for me and actually loved me regardless and I fucked shit up.

After two years, enough was enough. I couldn't take it anymore.

I had to see her and I would do whatever it took to make that happen, even if it was just to apologise to her, I just wanted to hear her voice.

I knew it was selfish, but fuck it, I know I'm not the good guy and I'm fine with that.

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takeiteasypeasybaby · 4 years

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Save Me: Chapter 14 - Trust

~Hey guys! This is Chapter 14 of ‘Save Me’ ❤️ It’s finally time for Molly and Negan’s first kiss 😍 Hope you enjoy and as always I appreciate you all so lemme know what you think! Chapter 15 is out on Sunday~

Emotions were running high for both Negan and Molly. But this time Molly was determined, she was going to get what she wanted. What she truly wanted, no matter how dark and twisted that was.

Waking up that morning felt different from any other, I had a mission, a plan.

Having these feelings about a man who I really shouldn't have feelings for made me feel like I was out of control, and I hated feeling like that.

Plus, I wanted to make him feel how I felt, when he would continuously flaunt his wives in my face when we both knew that we had feelings for each other.

So, today would be the day that he got what was coming to him and I knew exactly who to choose.

It was currently 7:00am so I knew that everyone would be in the main hall eating breakfast.

But, most importantly since Negan didn't have a morning meeting today, he would be there too.

I lingered getting ready, making sure I looked my best. Well, the best you can look in this fucked up world. I brushed out my hair, fluffing it up and cleaned down my jacket since it was still covered in walker guts. Quickly I pinched my cheeks, put on some skin tight jeans and my most low cut cleavage revealing tank top. Now I was ready.

I walked over to Dwight's room, he looked startled by my appearance but quickly asked me what I wanted. I asked him if he would help me out, since he owed me a big one after killing Denise.

He slowly nodded and after I told him, he scowled for a minute, refusing because of Sherry.

I told him that I didn't want to hurt her either, but as long as she knew it was just for show and she wouldn't be in the room anyway, he obliged, with less resistance than I expected which was flattering, I guess.

So, we made a plan that he would enter the hall first and stand close by to Negan, but not so close as it would be obvious that we were rubbing it in his face.

Looking through the little square of glass on the door to the main hall, I saw Dwight nod hello to Negan and go to stand against the wall.

So, there were groups of people chatting between Negan and Dwight but there was still a direct line of eye contact.

After taking a deep breath I marched in, smiling at some families and Saviours who had been kind to me, just before I pretended to spot Dwight in the room. I smiled at him before heading over while I completely ignored Negan.

Of course as soon as I walked through those doors, Negan sensed my presence and while Simon was talking to him, his eyes followed my every move, looking just past Simon's head.

I didn't make eye contact with him, not wanting him to think that I was doing this because of him, but because I genuinely wanted to.

Dwight's eyes were fixed on the ground until I came to stand in front of him. He was leaning back against the wall in a laid back manner which made the whole act much more believable.

Dwight said that looking past me, he could see Negan scowling at me just talking to him which made me smirk because I hadn't even started yet and he was already jealous as hell.

Dwight and I carried on like we were best buddies, even though we weren't. We were chatting about random shit and then laughing about it, Negan obviously thinking that we were flirting.

Dwight got up from leaning against the wall and moved closer to me as I decided just to go for it.

It was now or never, fuck it.

I pressed my lips firmly against his, Dwight's eyebrows raised as he moved in synchronicity with me, both of us going deeper into the kiss just hearing people whoop and cheer mockingly at our make out session.

When we eventually pulled away, I asked Dwight whether Negan was watching and as I said that, Dwight looked up and saw Negan standing there, his body now turned to directly face us.

Rage filled his eyes as he scowled harder than before, nostrils flaring and his grip on Lucille tightening.

Finally, he knew how it felt to have someone all over the person you like and not be able to do a damn thing about it.

I whispered to Dwight, thanking him while people still clapped and cheered. He just nodded, before clearing his throat and stroking my arm before heading out of the hall.

I turned around, still not looking at Negan but instead moving over to talk to some Saviours who hugged and high fived me as I left the hall.

I sighed in relief as I strolled back to my room, proud of how I finally got to feel like a badass again and finally able to take some control back over my life.

Shutting the door behind me, I went to take off my jacket and was just about to sit down when two loud earth shattering knocks erupted against my door.

I stood up, sighing because of my interrupted me-time when I opened the door to reveal Negan on the other side, breathless and red faced he shouted 'what the holy fuck was that?!'.

I looked at him, pretending to play dumb. 'I don't know what you're talking about' I said nonchalantly and moved back over to my chair and sat down.

'Dwight?! Really?! You've gotta be fucking kidding me?!' he said still yelling but this time shutting the door behind him so none of the Saviours could hear us.

Although they probably still could considering how goddamn loud he was being.

'Oh you saw that huh?' I said coolly as I picked up a book, flicking through the pages.

'Yeah darlin I saw that' he said angrily.

I moved around my room distractedly keeping my eyes on the pages.

'I don't know what it is about Dwight that just turns me on. Besides, I thought you'd be happy? Now you know for sure he's over Sherry...' I said shrugging my shoulders, a smirk slightly forming as I was amused by how jealous he was.

'So what is it? You got a thing for guys whose faces look like a fucking margarita pizza?' he said scowling and chucking Lucille onto my bed as he moved closer to me.

I sighed, 'Well, I don't think it'll be a long term thing, I'm just in it for the sex really' I said more nonchalantly than before.

I closed my book and chucked it onto the the chair as I walked towards him. He was furious at what I just insinuated.

'The fuck did you just say?!' he said inching closer till our bodies were pressed up against each other.

'I was surprised, he's really good with his hands...' I whispered seductively, making doe eyes at him.

He clenched his fists in frustration and grabbed my waist.

He inhaled and parted his lips, about to say something in response when he just sighed, dropping his head to the floor.

'Darlin, you know full fucking well what you're doing to me here alright? So can we just skip to the part where you say you want me instead?' he said defeatedly.

I looked back up at him, saying playfully 'who said I want you? maybe Dwight's a better fit'.

Just as he was lowering his lips to mine, I moved past him and walked to the door. He sighed in frustration, clearly wanting me as much as I wanted him, if not more.

He spun around to see me open the door and stand there, ushering him to leave.

He nodded, picked up Lucille and had a smirk rising to his lips as he got to the doorway and whispered in my ear, 'trust me darlin, I'd be a much better fit'.

He winked suggestively and left me speechless as he strolled down the hallway.

He knew I now wouldn't be able to think of anything else but him, inside me. Fuck sake.

Negan's words played on my mind for hours after he left.

I couldn't concentrate, knowing that he was just a few doors down from me. Then the thought of his wives popped into my head and my heart sunk again.

I could never have him because he would never give up his wives and I would never be one of them.

I had to take my mind off him, try to stop my feelings, think about everything he's done, everything he's done to people I love. What was wrong with me? How could I have feelings for someone like that?!

I sighed deeply before grabbing my jacket and headed downstairs to the main hall. I needed to see Dwight.

As I walked into the hall, people smirked looking at me while they turned back to their conversations, clearly whispering about what went down earlier with Dwight.

I walked up to Arat and said 'hey, have you seen Dwight?'.

She chuckled mockingly and said, 'shouldn't you know?'.

I nodded smirking. 'Thanks for the help' I said smiling sarcastically and rolling my eyes.

Before I knew it, Dwight strolled into the side door of the main hall and I ran after him.

Tapping him on the shoulder, I said 'hey, I need your help'.

Dwight looked around seeing all eyes on us, 'whatever it is, no' he said sternly.

'It's not what you think. I need you to come on a run with me' I whispered.

He looked at me frowning sceptically and asked 'why?'.

'I need to clear my head and I can't leave the compound by myself' I pleaded.

Dwight sighed before saying 'you do know Negan will kill me right?'.

I scowled, replying 'you do know you killed my friend and owe me right?'.

He looked down before saying 'fine, but only a couple hours. I need to get out of this place too. Meet me in five down by the basement stairs'.

He walked out, grabbing his cigarettes before talking to Simon and Arat.

Negan wasn't in the room, but it felt like he was since everyone was Negan and he had eyes everywhere. I looked around uncomfortably before grabbing some water from the canteen and walked down to the basement.

Dwight was there waiting for me as he brought two motorcycles round to the back door.

I smirked as I looked at the bikes, I hadn't ridden one in so long.

'This is where they're kept by the way. If you ever need one' he said seriously, like he predicted my future.

I looked at him sceptically before saying 'got it' and smiled.

We hopped on, strapped on our helmets and drove round to the front.

Arat and Simon had obviously told Negan I had left the compound because when I looked up to his room, he was standing by the window frowning down at me.

I looked at him briefly, knowing he would be pissed I had left without permission but I thought fuck it and revved the engine and drove off in front of Dwight.

We didn't even go anywhere in particular but it was just nice to breathe.

Sometimes with the amount of people, the Sanctuary can feel cramped and just too much.

Six months ago, who would have thought that I would be riding motorbikes with the man who killed my friend.

Our relationship had officially transformed into those who tolerate each other. Shit, I knew I would have to tell Sherry about all this before too long. I couldn't imagine what she must think considering someone must have told her what had happened.

Even though I cared about her so much, I didn't even know how to face her.

I think subconsciously I used Dwight in my plan instead of any other Saviour because I wanted to get back at Sherry for being able to sleep with Negan whenever she wanted, even though I knew she didn't want to. Fuck, I hated myself right now.

Dwight stopped on the road to have a smoke, while I just lay down on the grass soaking in the sun.

We didn't talk, we just sat in silence, both of us consumed by our thoughts. Dwight probably thinking of Sherry while I thought of Negan.

Suddenly, Dwight sat up and said hesitantly 'Molly, I have to tell you something'.

He stood up and stubbed out his cigarette on the grass. I looked over to him, 'go on' I said reluctantly.

He sighed and looked nervously around him in case any Saviours were close. 'I'm helping Rick' he said quietly.

My eyebrows rose in response, 'what do you mean?' I asked confusedly.

'A while back, your buddy Rosita, kidnapped me and brought me to Alexandria' he said defeatedly. I couldn't help but let a small smirk come to the surface at Rosita kidnapping him.

'Wait, Rosita was at the Sanctuary?!' I asked.

'Outside the walls, but yeah. Anyway, Rick interrogated me and I swore to them that I would do what I could to help them with Negan' he said slowly.

My mouth dropped open as my brows furrowed, 'why would you help my family?' I asked.

'Like you once said, I was doing it for someone else' he said slowly and now looking at the ground.

I just nodded, understanding exactly who he meant.

'If Negan ever found out...' I said worriedly.

'He won't' Dwight spoke sternly, 'we can take Negan down together, under the radar. Just you and me' he said reaching out his hand for me to shake.

I accepted it, not knowing what I was getting myself in for.

The sun was starting to set and we had killed a couple walkers that came onto the road so we decided to head back.

This time thinking about what people were probably thinking which couldn't have been further from the truth and in a messed up way, after Negan and Sherry, Dwight was probably the only person who actually knew me.

Once we got back, we propped up the bikes on the rack and headed back inside before I stopped him and said 'thank you, really'.

He nodded with a slight smile. Both of us understanding how much that silence outside the walls had meant to us.

Dwight headed down a passage, the one which he used to secretly meet Sherry when they knew Negan wasn't around.

I climbed the stairs from the basement up a few flights of stairs before a figure stopped in front of me.

Negan.

'Did you enjoy your little screw session with Dwighty-boy?' he asked annoyed but also cockily.

I just huffed and walked straight passed him and kept climbing up the stairs. 'It's not like that' I said sternly.

'Oh I'm sorry, did you not leave the compound to go screw his brains out in the woods?' he retorted smirking through his anger.

I stopped dead on the stairs and turned around to face him. 'Just stop' I said furiously.

'Well, just let me know next time and I'll arrange a pretty little fucking picnic for you two lovebirds!' he shouted.

We had now reached the top of the stairs and were finally at our corridor.

'You wanna know why the hell I went out there?! To clear my goddamn head because of you! To actually get some peace and quiet and the fact that I really scraped the fucking barrel by bringing Dwight, just shows how desperate I was to get away from you!' I yelled before walking down to my door.

He just stood there, looking at me silently as I faced against my door.

'Is that what you want?' he asked softly.

I sighed against my door, 'I don't know' I whispered.

He marched over to me and lightly grabbed my shoulder to spin me around. 'Have a drink with me. We can talk?' he asked.

I just nodded before following him to his room. This wasn't a good idea but lets face it, who could resist?

As we walked inside, he shut the door behind me and made us a couple drinks.

He only had bourbon in his room, but I needed something strong to take the edge off what I knew would be a difficult conversation.

I sat down on the sofa as he brought over the drinks, taking a seat opposite me.

I took a sip, squinting my eyes as the sharpness of the liquor hit the back of my throat. Negan chuckled at that.

'I don't know what to do' I said softly, my eyes tracing the glass.

'I can think of a couple things' he said smirking while taking another gulp.

I looked up at him faux warningly and said, 'I'm serious'.

'Alright, twenty questions because I am way too sober to talk normally about this with you' I added as I refilled our drinks.

'Alright, first question. Dwight', he said seriously and looking directly into my eyes for any trace of a response.

I hesitated before saying 'it didn't mean anything'.

'But you still fucking kissed the guy?' he retorted.

'What so i'm not allowed to kiss anybody but you're allowed to screw your wives and you expect me to just do nothing?!' I said with a raised voice.

He smirked and asked 'you jealous doll?'.

I took another large gulp of bourbon, not answering his question. 'Look, we both know where we stand. You can't give up your wives and I won't be with you unless you do, so where does that leave us?' I asked seriously.

He sighed, looking down and said 'can't we just ignore all of that shit and just focus on me and you?'.

'That's the problem, they are you, they come with you, you're a package deal! And I can't just betray my family over just becoming another one of your wives, not meaning a damn thing!' I responded with frustration in my voice.

'I get it' he said softly while standing up and placing his glass down onto the table. He smirked at me, raising out his hand and waiting for me to take it.

I looked up at him confused but slid my hand over his as he pulled me up from the sofa. 'What?' I asked softly.

He said nothing but leant down until our noses were practically touching. 'You could never mean nothing to me. God, what is this power you hold over me Molly?' he whispered against my lips.

I could feel his breathing and he slid his hands down from mine and placed them gently onto my waist, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in closer.

I moved my hands up to around his shoulders as one of his hands drifted up my arm and caressed my neck, holding my chin in place with a finger.

This was our moment.

Every nerve ending in my body sparked as I felt his lips come closer to mine.

My entire body went numb and limp as his presence made me feel woozy. I wasn't drunk, but he sure made me feel like it.

Our eyes closed softly as we were engulfed in each other.

Both of us breathing heavily with anticipation and longing when suddenly he couldn't take it anymore and crashed his lips against mine.

They were softer than I expected, but they were strangely complimented with the coarseness of his stubble against my cheek.

Our lips moved in synchronicity with each other, hearing his moans at the feel of me on him turned me on.

His hands drifted down from my waist to my lower back before he started to move towards my ass.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped up onto my tippy toes to reach more of him.

He of course wanted to take control of the kiss, his tongue battling mine for access as he flicked it against mine playfully.

I could literally feel him smile at the fact that he was in control.

So, I swiftly deepened the kiss by flicking my tongue against his and nipping at his lip which made him let out a low growl.

I smirked back as we fought for domination when suddenly he bent down, moving his hands from my ass to the back of my thighs, hoisting me up to straddle him.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed us against the wall, placing his hands against the wall so I wouldn't hurt my back.

It felt like a dream, I was so lost in the kiss until he thrusted forward, feeling him stiffen against me.

I smirked, raising my eyebrows as I heard him moan.

The feel of his hardness against me made me tingle all over with electricity as a pool of heat formed in me.

Wetness started to form as he carried on thrusting his body against mine.

His lips suddenly parted from mine as he kissed from my cheek, to my ear, before finally landing on my neck.

I tipped my head to the side as he licked and sucked on my sweet spot which he knew exactly where it was from last time, knowing the effect he already had on me.

Well, two could play at that game.

My eyes rolled back as my head rested against the wall, letting out a quiet moan.

He smirked at the effect he was having on me, 'you like that doll? he whispered into my ear, sucking on my lobe.

I just nodded, 'mhm' which escaped my lips breathlessly. I dipped my head down and pulled back his t shirt from his shoulder a little to reveal his tanned bare skin.

I pressed my lips gently at first to his shoulder, moving my way up to his neck, leaving soft little traces of kiss marks. He let out a louder moan as I felt him stiffen further beneath me.

I wrapped my arms around him tighter as a wetness pooled within me, letting out a moan just as there was a knock on the door.

I looked up, eyes widened as Negan just nestled his head into my neck. I stroked his hair as he sighed and shouted 'what?' in frustration.

'Sorry to bother you sir, but there's an a situation with Rick's group' Simon shouted from the other side of the door.

Negan looked up at me and bit his lip in frustration, I just smirked.

'Goddamn it' he said softly, slowly placing me back down onto the ground.

He cupped my face in his hands and gently pressed his lips against mine.

Negan put on his jacket before saying 'I'm sorry darlin' and opened the door.

'Si, this better be one hell of an fucking emergency' Negan growled at Simon who just looked at him, then me before replying 'it is sir'.

'Well, I'm gonna need one hell of cold shower now' he said looking back at me and chuckled.

He told Simon to wait and closed the door slightly on him as he walked back over to me.

'To be continued...' he whispered as he lightly pressed his lips against mine before smirking and walking out.

I stood there, alone in his room.

I wanted to scream with excitement, pinching myself to see if it was real.

We had kissed, finally.

I looked around his room before flinging myself down onto his bed.

The dark silk sheets felt so soft against my skin, almost cool to the touch which was a relief seen as it was still hot out.

I laid there, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, taking in the aroma of his scent on the pillows.

It could have been the alcohol, or the fact that I hadn't slept well the past few nights but my eyes felt heavy. I promised myself that I would just close my eyes for a few minutes seen as Negan would probably be back in an hour.

As I started to feel myself become aware of my surroundings again, lying on my side, I felt an arm wrapped around me and breathing against my hair.

I frowned in confusion and as I turned around slowly I saw Negan.

He was just in his t-shirt and black lounge pants, nuzzling against my neck whilst he spooned me.

We had the covers over us and feeling me roll over, Negan awoke. 'You okay darlin?' he asked half asleep. I just smiled to myself and turned back over.

I mumbled quietly a soft 'mhm' as he wrapped his arms tighter around me not wanting me to leave.

There was something about lying there in his arms, it felt so safe and comfortable like we'd know each other for years.

Content and safe, I drifted back to sleep.

The next morning...

The sunlight beamed through the window in front of the bed.

I squinted, rolled around waking myself up and rubbed my eyes.

When I came to, I rolled over to see that Negan wasn't there.

I rolled back over frowning to see that Lucille was propped over on his chair with his leather jacket. Knowing him he would never leave his room without them.

But, maybe this had just been a one time thing...

Just as I was contemplating his whereabouts, suddenly his bathroom door swung open as he walked out wearing nothing but a white fluffy towel around his waist.

Steam seemed to fall around him as he strolled out, clean shaven and his hair damp and slicked back.

My mouth dropped open to see his tanned toned torso covered with tattoos and his chest hair glistening in the sun.

He caught me staring at him while I lay back on the bed.

He smirked at the trance I was in, 'mornin doll' he said with a hoarse voice.

'Morning' I said smiling sweetly.

He looked me up and down, biting his lip before waltzing over to me.

He smiled, bent down and kissed me gently. 'You are so damn beautiful you know that?' he said before throwing on a t-shirt.

I was mesmerised by him as I smiled back at him, 'since when did you get so sweet?' I replied mockingly.

He chuckled and replied 'must be your influence'.

A serious look grew across my face as I looked down avoiding his gaze. 'So what did Simon want last night?' I asked nonchalantly.

He looked back up at me as he pulled up his pants, 'he wanted to show me the plans for the crops we'll be plantin' at Alexandria and Hilltop' he said avoiding my gaze.

'So, they agreed?' I asked anxiously as I sat up.

'Uh huh. Lucky for you we'll be lightening the pricks load' he replied while throwing on his jacket and picking up Lucille.

I smiled up at him gratefully.

'You ready?' he asked as I stood up stretching.

'For where?' I asked grabbing my jacket.

'To pay Rick a little visit' he said seriously and opened the door.

'Alexandria? You're letting me go back?' I asked confused by his sudden interest in me going with him.

'Yup, figured you'd want to see your family' he said softly.

I just looked at him for a minute in awe of how genuinely nice he was being.

'Wow, I have melted your heart after all' I said smirking before wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

'Hey, i've got a reputation to uphold' he said smirking back.

Negan's POV//

~flashback to last night~

'This better be fucking good Si because now I've got one hell of a case of blue balls' I said strutting in front of him.

'It is, apparently Rick hasn't been keeping to the gun quota, seems like those pricks have some more stashed away' he replied marching behind me.

'Well, looks like we're gonna have to pay Rick and his merry band of pricks a little visit again' I said smiling down at Simon.

'He broke yet?' I asked seriously, referring to Daryl.

'Not yet, but it won't be long now' Simon replied happily.

'Good, crank it up a notch will ya while I'm gone' I said patting him on the shoulder before sauntering down the hallway whistling as I went.

'Dwighty-boy, I need you to make sure that Daryl is broken by the time I get back. Whip out the photos to make things really suck ass' I said shouting over to Dwight who was in the corridor.

'You know what, since your doing such a fucking great job with Daryl, you wanna little blast from the past with you know who?' I said throwing Lucille over my shoulder, teasing him. He looked scared shitless.

'I'm kidding man lighten up. Nah, pick whoever as long as she says yes' I said smirking. He didn't reply.

'What? Ah shit is it...is it not working down there? Your penis? Cus that guy, well he chomped on it!' I chuckled.

That one was to get back at him for Molly.

'I'd rather get the job finished first' D said nervously.

'But, I just said that it's happy hour at the pussy bar and Dwight eats for free and you're telling me no?' I said frowning.

'I-I haven't earned it yet. I want to do it' he replied anxiously.

I chuckled at seeing him squirm, 'that's my boy!' I said patting him on the shoulder before I walked off to the meeting to plan Rick's demise. A boring ass meeting and I couldn't wait to get back to my gal.

'Later fellas, my girl's probably in bed waiting for me' I said winking at Dwight as I walked out of the room.

He must have thought I meant Sherry, what if he was thinkin' about Molly? She was mine, no doubt about it.

I swear, just thinking about screwing her I knew I could never get bored. Goddamn just thinking about how perfect she is and a fucking badass. I want her by my side, I mean I like screwing Frankie and Amber but I don't need them like I need Molly.

Fuck, I was getting soft and I wasn't about to lose what I'd fucking built just for one girl when I have six of them waiting for me at all hours of the day.

Then it hit me, opening that door and seeing her lying there. So peaceful, so goddamn beautiful. Fuck, she was an angel and she was asleep in my bed. She trusts me.

I crept around the room, trying not to wake her, got changed and then slipped the covers over her to keep her warm as I wrapped my arms around her.

Her skin was so soft and smooth, her hair smelt like her, sweet and floral. I didn't just want her, I needed her, forever and only her.

She had already asked me to leave my wives and I actually wanted to but they're part of my image and if I had a real wife, it would ruin my reputation.

I don't think I've ever cared about someone this much since Lucille passed away.

But I was weak when I was with her. So, I now knew that no matter how much I needed Molly, I had to let her go because I could never be what she wants.

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takeiteasypeasybaby · 4 years

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Hey guys! Hope everyone is doing well ❤️ I’m gonna be making a master list of the Save Me story so far. There are about 50 more chapters to go lol but I thought now was a good time to create a post where people can easily find every chapter up until this point ❣️

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Save Me: Chapter 15 - Would you die for me?

~Hey Guys! This is Chapter 15 of Save Me❤️ I can’t believe we’re already at 15 chapters and everyone’s support has made this possible so thank you all!! Molly is devastated as she encounters Negan’s cruelty first hand, causing her to question her ever-becoming real feelings for him. I hope you enjoy and Chapter 16 is out on Wednesday ❤️🤟🏻~

Molly had finally gotten what she'd wanted for the longest time, a chance to see her family again. Little did she know that this reunion would be far from sweet.

'What time are we going?' I asked as we strolled down the hallway together.

'3:00pm, I've got a couple things to do before we go but we can spend the morning together' he replied smirking.

He spun around, propped Lucille against the wall and pulled me in for a kiss.

I smiled and giggled 'oh, is this what we do now?' I whispered against his lips mockingly.

He chuckled and whispered gruffly, 'oh yeah'.

We moved over to lean against the wall as I moved my lips against his passionately.

'Wait, not here' he growled as he pulled me down a dark corridor.

His hands drifted to my waist as he firmly pressed me against the wall and raised my arms above my head.

I moaned as his fingers traced up and down my bare arms until his fingers interlocked with mine as he held me there.

He pressed his body against mine, feeling his warmth rush through me.

I so badly wanted to touch him but I immediately surrendered to his touch when his kisses travelled along my neck, nibbling and licking at my bare flesh.

My eyes closed as I rested my head against the wall with a smile across my face.

I noticed his kisses getting less frequent and I opened my eyes as he frowned and pulled away.

'What is it?' I asked frowning with concern.

He sighed deeply until he said 'I need to tell you something'.

I waited anxiously for him to continue, 'right now?' I asked in frustration.

'We gotta make Rick and the others stand down and there needs to be punishment, you know that' he said seriously.

I pulled back from him, 'what do mean punishment?' I asked sternly.

'Lucille's gotta get her three, then we can move forward with a new understanding' he replied nonchalantly.

My eyes began to well up as I looked at him, he was deadly serious.

I pushed him off me and said sternly 'no one has to die'.

'You are wrong Molly, punishment? can't do anything without that. Punishment is how we built everything we have. I thought you got that?' he said with a raised voice.

How the hell did we just go from making out up against a wall to arguing again?!

'I get that, really I do. But they're my family. No has to die' I repeated slowly.

'Okay, how bout this. One, just one' he replied softly.

'Fine. But I get to pick' I stated coldly.

He looked at me intensely until his lips formed a smile.

'Alright, who'll it be?' he asked seriously.

I took a minute before deciding, 'Spencer Monroe' I said looking back up at him with determination.

He smirked and asked 'why?'.

'He's weak and entitled. He put the group at risk too many times' I said angrily as I reflected.

He just nodded as he agreed.

'I am sorry it has to be this way darlin’. You know I'd never want to put you through this if it could be avoided' he said touching his forehead against mine.

I closed my eyes, feeling closer to him than ever, yet so unbelievably far away.

Alexandria - Rosita's POV//

His hands were wrapped around me as I woke, ugh I can't believe I did that last night, and with him.

I would never be over Abraham. Spencer, though he was hot was a distraction and an asshole.

I managed to wriggle out of his grasp and grab my clothes off of the floor, as I was getting dressed Rick radio'ed us saying we needed to meet at the gates in five.

I chucked a pillow at him, 'Spencer!' I shouted.

He mumbled and rubbed his eyes as he woke, 'what?'.

'Get up. Meeting by the gate' I said with a hint of anger. Mostly at myself.

'Last night was fun' he said chuckling as he pulled up his pants.

'Uh huh' I said as I grabbed my gun and headed out.

'Bye then' he shouted after me. I just rolled my eyes, this hangover was worse than ever.

'Alright listen up. Negan is coming today and we don't want any conflict so just do as he says so he'll leave faster. That means moving all of the supplies out to the gate ready for their pick up' Rick shouted so everyone gathered around could here.

I gave Rick a scowl, why the hell was he being so complacent? It honestly felt like Michonne and I were the only ones actually giving a shit.

As we stood at the gates, Eugene was on watch and shouted there was a figure approaching.

Thinking it was Negan, people started to panic.

‘Oh my good gracious, she's back' he boomed down to us.

I smiled knowing exactly who had returned to us. Tara.

She waltzed in past the gates, wearing orange shades, like she'd been on vacation.

She ran over to me, pulling me in for a hug before she went over to Rick and the others.

'Where's Heath?' I asked confusedly.

'We got separated. A hoard were all around us and he bolted' she said defeatedly.

'What a dick' I replied to which Tara just smiled weakly.

'Where's Molly and Denise?' she asked excitedly.

I looked down for a second before breaking the news.

'Tara...Molly's with the Saviours, she has been for a while now. But...Denise, she um, a saviour killed her' I said with sorrow in my eyes.

She looked down, tears flowing down her face. 'So what? Are we doing nothing?! How have the Saviours taken two of the people that mean the most to me?!' she shouted through the tears.

'I'm sorry Tara. But they killed Glenn and Abraham. Now we have to provide for them, for Negan, he's their leader' I spoke while turning to Rick who was heartbroken.

Tara said nothing, she just turned and ran for her house.

When I found her, she was sitting on the floor in her kitchen, looking at a doctor bobble head.

'I'm sorry Tara' I said, my voice catching in my throat.

'I'm sorry too' she said wearily and breathing deeply.

'We don't have to just sit here. Guns? Ammunition? You don't have any leads?' I asked.

Tara looked up at me now.

I stormed over to her, bending down in front of her, 'anything, anywhere, I don't care how dangerous it looked. Just tell me a place and i'll go' I pleaded.

'There's gotta be somewhere' I said, tears falling down my face.

I sighed, 'we can square this, we can make this right'.

She looked down, looking at her locket.

'We can't. I didn't see anything like that out there' she said softly.

I sighed in frustration. 'Stay here while Negan comes, don't put yourself through that' I said touching her shoulder before walking away.

She just nodded in agreement.

Molly's POV//

That journey felt like the longest one yet. Butterflies filled my stomach as I anticipated seeing my family.

Questions circling my mind, clouding my concentration:

What would they think of me?

Would they hate me?

Was Tara back?

Was she okay?

Had I picked right?

All these thoughts flooded my brain.

I was angry at him, but I also understood.

If Rick had been in this position, he would have killed them all. I know he would...he did at the outpost.

Negan turned to me briefly before focusing back on the road, 'you okay darlin? I know this is tough' he said softly.

'I'm fine' I said hastily as I turned around to look out of the window.

I was anything but fine. I only hoped that they wouldn't sense our relationship.

Before too long, I spotted the gates in the distance. My home, Alexandria.

It was sunny that day, although it felt like it should have been raining.

As soon as we stopped at the gates, and they let us through, I could see everyone working away like nothing had changed. That wasn't true of course, everything had changed and I didn't know whether it was for the better.

There was a pile of supplies by the gates which made Negan chuckle 'god, they're eager this week aren't they?' he said. I was silent.

Negan jumped out first, swinging Lucille over his shoulder, as did the other Saviours.

I sat in the truck for a couple seconds, breathing heavily. I had to do this.

I jumped out, putting my gun into its holster and held my locket in between my fingers nervously.

Negan sensed how I was feeling and came over to me, but I immediately stepped away from him not wanting anyone to see.

When he was caring like this, I almost forgot that everything between us was just a game. On my part it had to be, I could never let myself truly have feelings for such a man. But on his part, I wondered how real his feelings were, or whether my partiality towards him simply meant loyalty to his Saviours and not Rick.

He was hurt at this but shot me a look of understanding.

'Alright people, let's get this show on the fucking road. I want all houses checked for guns and a list of inventory taken. Arat come with me and Molly' he said striding out in front of me.

I gulped. All residents looked at Negan, then at me with their eyes a little wider when we made eye contact.

Some thought me his prisoner, I'm sure. But, I kept my composure as we walked through Alexandria.

Rick wasn't here which was odd. Neither was Michonne or Maggie.

All of a sudden a gunshot fired out of nowhere.

'Stop right there or the next one goes in you' Carl shouted walking over to us.

Negan chuckled as he turned round to see him 'of course, really kid?' he said smiling.

'You should go, before you find out how dangerous we all are' Carl said scowling at Negan.

I was stood directly behind, but when I stepped out Carl saw me and scowled.

'Well pardon me young man, excuse the shit out of my goddamn french but did you just threaten me?' Negan replied, slightly amused by the situation.

'We're taking half of your shit, and half is what I say it is' Negan said sternly.

'Molly?' Carl said, his voice catching in his throat.

I just looked at him with tears filling in my eyes, before I pushed them back.

'Where's Rick?' I asked sternly.

'Out getting supplies' he replied softly as he frowned at my behaviour.

I just nodded.

Negan smiled before looking at me to see how I was doing.

'Alright well, we'll just wait till he gets back. You gonna take us on the grand tour kid?' he said smirking at Carl.

Carl huffed and scowled before striding out in front towards their house. This was more painful than I ever imagined.

As soon as we got there, Negan wanted to see every single damn room in their house, which included Judith's nursery.

'Oh my, look at this little angel' Negan said smiling as he went in and lifted her up, holding her against his chest.

Carl looked super uncomfortable, but when Negan looked at me it was a strange feeling.

Seeing him holding Judith made me wonder whether he would be a good father, he seemed like a natural.

I couldn't help but smile when he looked straight at me with that meaningful look he does.

He was intent on holding Judith while we sat in the kitchen. He bounced her on his knee, made silly faces at her which made her giggle.

I smiled at him, he was so good with kids.

Arat stood outside, like a guard.

We heard her shouting 'no!' outside so we decided to see what was going on.

Negan handed Judith to Carl as he opened the door. 'Don't be an asshole Arat. Let the man pass' he said playfully.

Spencer came stomping up this stairs with a glass of bourbon in his hand.

'Oh, crap. Is that for me?' Negan said smiling.

'We haven't officially met, I'm Spencer Monroe' he said smirking.

Negan looked back at me and winked, then gestured to him to have a seat out on the porch.

I stood in the doorway looking at them.

Spencer just looked at me suspiciously.

'Running water, air conditioning, a housewarming gift?' That settles it, I am getting myself a vacation home here' Negan said smiling.

'Cheers to that' Spencer replied as they clinked glasses.

Negan took a sip of bourbon, 'mmm. Oh, that is good. You know the only thing missing is a pool table' Negan said raising his eyebrows.

'Nothing better than a good game of eight ball' he added.

'House across the street has one in the garage' Spencer said cockily.

'Oh, Spencer. I do believe you may just be my new best friend' Negan said chuckling.

Jesus Christ, just get it over with already! I thought, scowling at the pair of them.

They got some men to lift the pool table into the middle of the street.

'I could never do this with Rick, he would just be standing there scowling, giving me that annoying side-eye he gives me' Negan said while reading up his cue.

'That's actually what I came to see you about. I wanted to talk to you about Rick' Spencer said with determination.

Negan looked at me standing by him before saying, 'Alright, talk to me Spencer'.

'I get what you're trying to do here, I'm not saying that I agree with your methods, but I get it. You're building a network, you're making people contribute for the greater good. It makes sense' Spencer said so everyone around could hear him.

Rosita and Tara came out, hearing the commotion. I looked around to see her.

'But you should know, Rick Grimes has a history of not working well with others' Spencer added.

'Is that so?' Negan answered.

Rosita saw me first and I felt the pain in her eyes as she held Tara back from running towards me.

I looked at Tara, before looking towards Negan. She immediately understood, and saw me as on his side. I wanted so badly to run to her, but Negan didn't know I had a sister alive and as much as I wanted to trust him, I couldn't.

I just touched my locket and she knew how much I loved her.

We always did that, if we couldn't say it, we held our lockets in our hands. Tara, seeing me hold it she held hers in response. I smiled slightly looking down, before looking back at Negan to make sure he hadn't seen.

'Rick wasn't the original leader here, my mom was' Spencer said confidently.

'She was doing a really good job of it. Then she died, not long after Rick showed up, same with my brother, same with my dad' he continued resentfully.

I looked over to see Carl standing talking to Olivia. She was the one who looked after our food supply. Carl looked happier so I knew Rick must have returned, hopefully with Michonne.

'So everything was peachy here, for what? Years? And then Rick shows up and suddenly you're an orphan? That is the saddest story I've ever heard' Negan said with an air of sincerity.

'Good thing for you, he's not in charge anymore' Negan said smiling.

'Doesn't matter. His ego's out of control' Spencer replied.

I scowled at him for speaking about Rick like that and Negan noticed.

'He'll find a way to screw things up and take over' Spencer whined.

'What exactly are you proposing be done about that?' Negan asked.

'I am my mother's son. I can be the leader she was' Spencer said confidently.

Negan leaned in, smiling and said 'so I should put you in charge, that's what your saying?'.

'We'd be much better off' Spencer added.

'So, what are you thinking?' Spencer asked Negan.

'I'm thinking about how Rick clearly hates my guts, but he is out there right now, gathering shit for me to make sure I don't hurt any of these fine people that live here. That takes guts. Then there's you, the guy who waited for Rick to be gone, to get me to do his dirty work, so he could take Rick's place. Why not just kill Rick yourself?' Negan asked.

Negan moved closer to Spencer before whispering 'you know what I'm thinkin?'.

He exhaled, 'It's because you've got no guts' Negan whispered before drawing out a knife and slitting his stomach open.

Everyone was in shock. I gasped at what he just did.

'How embarrassing, there they are. You did have guts, I've never been so wrong in my entire life!' Negan shouted while smiling. He was enjoying this.

'Anyone wanna finish the game? C'mon. I was winning' he said smiling.

No one made a move. Suddenly Rosita pulled out her gun and took a shot directly at Negan.

I lunged forward. Negan looked at Lucille who how had a bullet.

‘Shit, what the shit?!' Negan yelled as Arat tackled Rosita to the ground.

What the hell?!

'Shit! You just- You just try to kill me?!' Negan screamed hovering Lucille over her.

'You shot Lucille!' he yelled.

'She got in the way' Rosita said breathlessly.

Negan looked at me while I shook my head, 'don't' I mouthed.

He calmed down slightly before picking up the bullet casing.

'What is this?' he asked, 'This little bad boy made from scratch? Look at those crimps' he said while admiring the bullet.

'This was homemade' Negan said softly. Eugene was terrified. Of course he'd made it.

'You may be stupid, but you showed some real ingenuity here' Negan whispered as Arat held a knife to Rosita's throat.

'Arat, move that knife up. Out onto that girl's face' Negan said sternly.

I scowled at him.

'Lucille's beautiful smooth surface will never be the same again, so why should yours!' he yelled. 'Unless...you tell me who made this' he said holding up the casing.

Arat started to dig the knife into Rosita's cheek. I shot her a look of pleading.

'It was me, I made it' Rosita said confidently

'You see, now I just think your lying' Negan said smirking down at her.

'It was me' Rosita said leaning up to cut herself with the knife.

'Oh! You are such a badass!' Negan chuckled.

'Arat, kill somebody' Negan said seriously this time. He couldn't look at me, he just looked at the ground.

'No! It was me!' Rosita screamed.

Arat spun around and shot Olivia in the eye. She was dead instantly.

A single tear rolled down my cheek. Tara gasped as I looked over at her.

Suddenly, Rick came walking over with Aaron over his shoulder, Aaron looked like he'd been beat up badly.

Rick looked at me in surprise before marching over to Negan, 'we had an agreement!' Rick spat.

'Rick! Look everybody its Rick! Ah your people are making me lose my voice doin all this yelling' Negan shouted excitedly.

'How about a thank you? I mean, I know we started off this relationship on the wrong fucking foot but how about a little credit? Is that too much to ask?' Negan said to Rick scowling.

'Your shit is waiting for you at the gate, just go' Rick said hoarsely.

'Sure thing Rick, right after I find the gal or guy that made this bullet' Negan said smiling.

'It was me' Tara shouted.

I lunged over to her putting myself in front of her, 'no!' I shouted.

Negan looked at me frowning in confusion. Now he knew.

Arat aimed at me just as Eugene spoke up, 'it was me' he said nervously.

'It required one spent casing one four-holed turret reloader, powder, one funnel for the powder-' Eugene said hastily.

'Shut up' Negan whispered, leaning into him. 'I believe you' Negan added softly.

He scowled down at Rosita, then back up at me still protecting Tara. I held my hand behind me for her to take. She held my hand, shaking like a leaf. I was steady now.

'I'm gonna be relieving you of your bullet maker Rick, that and whatever you left for me at the gate' he said frustratedly.

'Whatever you scavenged, it's not enough because you are still in a serious, serious hole after today. Let's move out!' he yelled.

'No! Please just take me' Rosita screamed.

Negan looked at me, nodding to go. I spun round to Tara, tears in my eyes.

'Be strong for me, okay?' I whispered rubbing away her tears. I smiled at her as she pulled me in for a hug.

'I'm so happy you're back and you're safe' I said softly.

I let go of her and walked towards Negan who was waiting for me, scowling.

I turned back around and held my locket, she smiled weakly and did the same.

Rick stopped me as I walked past, 'I'm okay' I whispered to him. Rick let go instantly.

Once I had caught up with Negan we walked, side by side, in silence.

It was the same way the journey home. I just wanted to sleep and cry. I couldn't even look at him right now, he promised me one and he killed two and harmed one.

He tried to reach out his hand across to my seat in the truck but I just shifted away to look out of the window to see Tara and Rosita stood there watching me leave.

When we got back, Negan held the door open for me and held out his hand like I was some princess. I was no princess, just an animal in captivity.

I hopped straight out and nudged his hand out of the way with my body as I charged past him, not even looking at him.

He said nothing, didn't even try to hold me back.

As soon as I was out of sight, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me all the way up to my room and I cried myself to sleep that night. To think, I had slept next to him the night before.

The next morning...

I didn't speak to Eugene until the next morning when I walked straight past the main hall, knowing Negan would be in there, and headed for the armoury.

The armoury had an extension where there were tools for fixing weapons and now bullet making.

I opened the door to see Eugene sat down, sorting through the casings. He looked different to last night, like he was content.

'Hey' I said softly.

'Hello Molly' he replied, still engrossed in his work.

'I'm so sorry Eugene. How are you doing?' I asked.

'Hunky-dory' he replied curtly.

'Eugene, do you not wanna talk about what happened yesterday?' I asked confused by his manner.

'I have a good set up here, Negan gave me a large bedroom and a jar of pickles. I must concur I am satisfied' he said lightly.

I shot him a frown. 'He what?' I said, my voice getting louder.

'Yup, safe to say he has made me very comfortable. Looks like I am Negan after all, just like you' he said now looking at me.

I scowled, 'I am not, nor will I ever be Negan. Why the hell are you?!' I shouted, he became more nervous now.

'I am grateful to be alive Molly. Being useful, it's one of life's greatest pleasures' he said now fiddling with casings.

'How much do you really know about these?' I said, taking a deep breath and picking one up and admiring it.

'A fair amount' he responded.

'So...you could accidentally make some that don't work?' I whispered looking at him slyly. He looked up at me, shocked.

'I can't let anyone else die Eugene' I pleaded.

'Negan will inspect every one' he replied.

'Then hide them, do anything, I don't care. I don't want to kill him, I just need him stopped and I can't do that without you Eugene' I begged.

He looked me over before saying, 'I am Negan. I will not betray him' and then asked me to leave.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing so I just stared at him in shock for a couple of seconds before I dazily walked out of the room. Eugene was a coward but he was not an idiot, so I couldn’t believe that in less than a day he was already on Negan’s side. So, it looked like I would have to stop Negan myself and seeing my sister motivated me to do whatever that it took...

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Save Me: Chapter 24 - I Need You

~Hey Guys! Chapter 24 is out now :) Negan’s leadership starts to crumble as people turn against him and Molly learns of Tara’s fate...I hope everyone is well and having a good day! Love ya’ll <3~

Negan wishes Molly was still at the Sanctuary as he realises he needs her now more than ever, especially when everything is started to crumble around him. He comes to realise that the only person he could ever trust was Molly and everyone else are just people willing to stab him in the back to get ahead in life.

Negan's POV//

I waited in the meeting room, my feet up on the table and Lucille strung over my shoulder.

Simon knocked on the door and walked in, he looked guilty.

'So, did they surrender?' I said throwing my hands in the air.

He looked down saying 'we got royally fucked. My plan would've worked but we were betrayed'.

I shot him a look of scepticism, my grip on Lucille tightening in annoyance.

'How?' I said rubbing my forehead and squinting.

'Dwight, he sabotaged our weapons. He destroyed the guts' he said slowly.

I scowled then a smile rose across my face which made Simon frown in confusion.

'Alright, Si. Bring the fucker to me' I said ushering him out.

He backed out quickly and after a short while presented Dwight to me.

He didn't look at me, obviously knowing why he was here.

'Thank you Simon' I said as he walked out, leaving just the two of us.

I stood up and walked towards him, 'so, I hear the run went to shit. Why was that Dwighty-boy?' I said leaning over him.

He told me the truth, I was surprised that he did. He had balls that was for sure.

But something else that he said caught my attention more.

'I was weak, I know. But, I own up to that, others wouldn't' he said quietly.

I frowned and titled my head, asking 'others like who?'.

He hesitated before saying 'Simon's been plotting behind your back. He's been trying to take over for months now and he sent guys to find Molly and have her killed'.

My eyes fixed on him when he mentioned her name.

Rage filled my body as I clenched my jaw, trying to relieve some tension.

I walked around the room as he just stood there awkwardly.

'You lot are a bunch of sorry shits, you really are. Where's your fucking proof? Is it on the floor with your loyalty?' I growled.

'I can prove it to you' he said.

'Alright D, follow me' I said as I marched out of the room.

We walked down the hallway to his room, 'get changed, then the fun begins' I said sinisterly.

He opened his door to reveal Laura, Diane and Jed.

Dwight tried to turn around but I blocked him at the entrance. I nodded to them to signal his punishment.

They started beating him up as I stood watching.

'Sorry D, I rate you telling me the truth, but you still got my men killed' I said scowling.

His punishment was deserving, he put everyone else at risk through his actions.

But, a part of me was slightly relieved. I kept thinking about if Molly was there, if she got injured or if Simon had killed her out there.

But I had a special punishment waiting for him.

Once they had finished beating up Dwight, I pulled him up to his feet and chuckled at the state of him.

'Je-esus, you look like shit' I said smiling.

'C'mon D, its show time' I said as the others shoved him forward.

I watched from the window as Dwight stood in the courtyard having a smoke, he looked nervous.

'Hey, it's shit huh?' Dean said coming out to talk to him with a few others.

'Yea' Dwight answered looking up at me briefly.

'Gotta think you wanted this before we did' he replied.

Dwight said nothing until Simon approached him.

'If you're here right now, you're in. We can talk about approaches and finesses but you are in, no take-backs' Simon said moving around the circle of men that now surrounded him and Dwight.

'We need to make this quick, quiet and respectful. The man's done a lot for us, he deserves that' he said as everyone nodded in agreement.

'You' he said pointing at Dwight.

'You have some legitimate personal issues with the man, the kill is yours if you want it' he said getting closer to him.

'Something quiet, I mean not a knife, can't make it that personal' he said chuckling.

'We call a meeting and thats it. The next order of business is to set the break to start the healing, the catalysing event to facilitate that is the destruction of Rick's group, once and for all. Then, we will get on with our lives, right Dwight?' he said wandering around all of them.

I made my way to the door and marched out into the courtyard whistling, Dwight looked at me and Simon just froze.

I'd caught the bastard red handed.

I walked over to Dwight and slung an arm around him and sighed, 'thank you D, I'll take it from here' I said patting him on the back.

My gaze fixed on Simon's pathetic face.

I stood in front of him and said 'three, two, one...' and then my guys killed the ones who had betrayed me, leaving Simon alive.

Arat and Regina came out aiming their guns at Simon, blocking him in.

They took Simon's weapons from him as he looked at me, helpless.

Suddenly, Simon lunged for Dwight screaming 'agh!' as he tried to grab at him.

My guys pulled him away from him.

'Now there is the Simon that I know, comes right at ya instead of that backstabby bullshit' I said as I walked away from him.

'Why? After everything he did to you, huh? Why do this?!' Simon yelled at Dwight.

'He'd win' Dwight said defeatedly.

That made me smile.

'You sent some guys after Molly didn't you Simon, after I specifically told you not to do that shit' I said now scowling as I plunged Lucille into the heads of the bodies lying around.

'Well, after all this and me being me, I'm still gonna give you your shot' I said smirking at him.

I moved closer to him, saying 'you wanna be the man, you gotta beat the man. You can do that? Hell, then you should be the man'.

'Take him away' I said ushering to my guys as they dragged him down to the cells.

I walked over to Dwight who was standing there, now more confidently.

'Did they kill her?' I asked looking away from him and squinting in the distance.

'No, the guys he sent were all found dead. She's now at the Hilltop' Dwight said looking down.

I snapped back to look at him, trying not to show my relief.

I just nodded, 'I figured she'd run back to Rick' I said as I walked away.

Sherry's POV//

I stood by the window as I watched Negan and Dwight talk.

It looked serious, but Negan wasn't pissed.

Once I saw Negan walk back inside I tapped on the window which alerted Dwight to my position. I beckoned him up and he rushed upstairs.

'Sherry, I can't be in here' he said as I pulled him into the ex-wives room.

'Did you tell him where Molly is?' I said anxiously pleading him.

He looked at me with confusion, 'why?' he asked.

'He can't know where she is, none of them can, especially not him or Simon' I said looking away, tears forming in my eyes.

He stroked my arm 'Sherry, tell me' he whispered.

I looked down and sighed heavily, 'look I can't alright. Just know that they've both hurt her more than I can say and she's safer if they don't know where she is. It's better they know she's dead, especially for Negan' I said now looking into his eyes.

He was so beautiful.

I looked away from him and was about to leave the room when he stopped me.

'Sherry...they both know where she is now' he said sadly.

I looked up at him and shook my head 'no' I whispered in disbelief.

'How could you do that!' I yelled, pushing him away from me, he moved back towards me and grabbed my arm.

'Tell me! What happened Sherry? I know that you know' he said softly.

Spinning back around I looked at him, my lips trembling 'Simon raped her, Dwight. Negan doesn't know' I said hurriedly, trying to force the words from my mouth.

He looked at me in disbelief for a second before saying 'oh my god'.

He sat down and I moved to sit with him as he processed this.

'The bruises, she...' he said which trailed off with every realisation.

'Fucking bastard' he whispered with gritted teeth, I just nodded in agreement.

'Negan needs to know' Dwight said slowly as he stood up and paced around the room.

'What? No, Dwight, If he knew, we both know he would go straight to Hilltop' I said trying to reason with him.

He nodded, 'but he would kill Simon for what he did' he said with rage filled eyes.

I looked down and took time to think, 'it should be me, I should tell him' I said moving closer to Dwight now.

He just shook his head.

'No, listen to me Dwight...If he heard it from me, I would be able to convince him to leave her in peace' I said taking his hand.

'No, what if he takes his anger out on you, huh?' Dwight yelled.

'He wouldn't! He knows how close Molly and I are, so if anything he'll be sympathetic' I yelled back.

Dwight just huffed and stormed out of the room, leaving me alone with one hefty decision.

Molly's POV//

I awoke gently, with the light streaming through the curtains.

I was dazed, like it was a dream, not fully recollecting the events of last night until I darted up suddenly and looked at Tara.

She was still sleeping peacefully, breathing normally and had a slight smile on her face.

I exhaled when I saw she was safe and relatively unharmed.

I must have woken her by my sudden jolt as she squirmed and inhaled, out stretching one arm.

'Morning' she said softly.

'How are you feeling?' I responded, coming round to her side of the bed and plonking myself down beside her.

'Good, all things considered' she said pointing to her wrapped up shoulder.

'Mind if I take a quick look?' I asked as I peeled away the bandages to reveal a wound which was healing nicely.

I grinned widely at this.

'There's something you're not telling me' she said with her eyebrows raised and a smile which was less wide than mine.

I looked down and sighed, 'last night, a few people got hit and wounded. Jesus managed to patch them up, but as hours past they started to turn but the wounds weren't severe enough to kill any of them' I said slowly.

She looked confused before she said slowly, 'so, you think that they contaminated the bullets or poisoned the arrows?'.

I just nodded.

'But I feel fine' she said sitting up.

I just smiled hesitantly and nodded, 'yeah, Dwight hit you right? Maybe he was actually saving you' I said shrugging my shoulders.

She just contemplated what I had said when I got up to get her some breakfast.

I met Rick on the stairs who said, 'how's she doing?'.

'She's fine, perfectly normal. Maybe Dwight did save her after all' I said moving past him.

He just nodded and said 'mhm'.

I grabbed some fruit from the orchard and some slices of bread for Tara when Maggie came into the kitchen to get some water for her prenatal pills.

I smiled at her and said 'hey, how are you doing after last night?'.

She looked far more hopeful than yesterday.

'Better, I know no one wanted me to be out there but you knew why I needed it' she said holding her stomach.

I just nodded in agreement.

'How's Tara?' she asked filling up a cup.

'The wound's healing as it should. She wants to get up and get back to work. She's fine' I said, almost disbelieving of my own words.

She hugged me and said, 'I'm so glad, but you know that we can't trust Dwight. He's still a Saviour' she said sternly.

'Yeah, I know' I said with sadness in my voice.

Was he really trying to help us? Did Negan want to kill me?

Daryl's POV//

In the early hours of the morning, before anyone else was up, I jumped into one of our trucks and went on the road to gather walkers to follow me.

I was heading for the Sanctuary.

I couldn't rest until we fought back, I was sick of always just managing to keep them away and not attacking them directly.

Once I had a sizeable hoard following me I parked the truck outside the Sanctuary gates and loaded up the only rpg we had left.

I shot it at the gates which exploded open.

The sound and sight of the explosion drew the walkers into the courtyard and sending another rocket off, it made a huge hole in the main doors.

The walkers now had a clear path to get in and wreak havoc like they tried to do to us.

I took a final look at the devastation before I picked up my crossbow and headed off into the woods on my way home...

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Save Me: Chapter 21 - You Loved Me

~Hey Guys! Chapter 21 is out ❤️ Molly and Negan come to terms with their separation while conflict with Rick escalates...I hope you all enjoy and chapter 22 will be out on Wednesday! Love you all and stay safe 🤟🏻~

Molly and Negan are overwhelmed by their memories of each other as they both face difficulties since their separation, both of them wrangling with their 'weakness'.

Negan's POV//

'I swear to fuck, if you don't hurry the fuck up Doc, I will feed you to Lucille' I yelled in frustration.

He was taking way to fucking long to patch me up.

The bullet hole was clean but I would need stitches, at least she had done me that kindness.

I clenched my jaw at every stitch, every ounce of pain brought her flooding back to me.

Every week, I got checked over by the Doc to see if I was healing right.

But every time he peeled off my bandages, I saw her, she was walking through the main hall, smiling when she looked at me, like an angel.

I had had that vision for many weeks since she left me, always the same and every time I ran to her she vanished.

When did I become so soft? Was it her? Did she do this to me?

I scowled as I dazed, Carson now frantically finishing up with my wound.

'All done sir' he said meekly, this snapped me back into the present.

Simon now stood in the doorway, 'Negan, we're going on a supply run today. We can find Molly for ya?' he said confidently.

'No, it's a waste of time. We have to focus, because Rick, the Widow and Dreds are teaming up. So, I think it's time we pay another visit' I said smiling at him.

He scowled at my response, 'There's another thing...the girl who broke in last week, what's the plan?' he said.

'She's got guts, I like that. Keep her alive, she's valuable' I replied sternly.

He started to turn around when I stopped him, 'Oh and Si, I'm now in need of a new right-hand man' I said sternly.

'It would be an honour sir' he replied.

I faux smirked at him as he nodded and walked away.

Simon's POV//

I nodded curtly at his response. He's weak.

I walked out of Carson's office and headed down to the main hall to gather up some guys.

Fuck his plan, it's time we had real leadership.

I grabbed Keith and told him to instruct the other guys that Negan wanted them to find Molly and kill her or they would be killed.

He nodded nervously and marched hastily over to the other guys who were in agreement.

She was a threat to all of us, everything we had built. Everything I had built.

I wasn't gonna let that bitch ruin what I had.

She made Negan weak and as long as she was dead, I would be safe.

I had everything back in my grasp.

Molly's POV//

The bike had ran out of gas, so now I had to go on foot.

My thigh still ached, but I had found a house a while back which had a needle and thread which I used to sow up the wound.

I now walked through seemingly endless fields, I couldn't see anymore houses and I was low on canned food.

Suddenly out of the trees came four walkers, all snarling and leering towards me.

I felt no fear, in fact it felt strangely comforting to be back to my normal.

I grabbed my knives out of their cases and waited for the walkers to come closer.

I stabbed one in the head, while another came round to my side.

I ducked and tripped it over and plunged my knife into its skull.

I pushed the other one onto the other, they fell backwards against a tree.

Slashing my knife at their skulls, which were lined up and it plunged through both of them.

It hadn't hit me until all of them lay there, lifeless on the grass that waves of guilt and sorrow swarmed through my body.

I broke down, my knees weakening as I fell to the ground.

I could barely breathe, visions and memories of Glenn and Abraham invaded my mind.

I had never felt like this, weak and vulnerable. He had made me weak.

I grasped at my chest to steady my breathing, when my hand made contact with the metal chain around my neck.

My locket, I turned it over to reveal my initials M.C.

I thought of Tara instantly, I couldn't give up or lose faith. That place had weakened me but not broken me.

I smiled weakly as I thought of her, tears rolling down my face. I sighed deeply as the sun started to set. I needed to find shelter.

So, I carried on.

I walked for hours, until I decided to stop next to a tree.

I was weary, my energy draining out of me as I slid my back down against the tree, sinking to the ground.

There was no one around me so I rested my eyes for a few seconds.

I drifted in and out of consciousness when I heard a faint snarl coming from behind me.

When the realisation hit, my eyes opened wide as I spun around to see a walker lurching over me.

It gargled and snarled and fell on top of me as I struggled underneath.

I held it just off my face as it snapped at my cheek, its arms trying to claw at my neck.

As I tackled it and threw it off me, I straddled it and reached for my knife.

It grabbed at my necklace which was dangling in front of me as I stabbed it in its head.

I grabbed my rucksack and ran seeing a hoard of walkers approach from out of the trees.

Not even realising that I had lost my locket.

I walked a couple more miles until I saw a small village in the distance. My heart lifted.

Thank god, I thought.

All the shops and houses looked virtually empty, I doubted that there would be any useful supplies but it was safer to be inside at night.

I picked the closest one, it was the smallest beige one so it probably had less stuff but also less walkers inside.

I peeled open the door, keeping my gun steadily in my hand. I checked over every room, including upstairs.

Nothing. No walkers in sight and a cupboard with a few cans of dog food.

Memories of that cell came flooding in. I shuck it off and opened one.

I struggled to keep it down but it was better than starving.

There were papers everywhere, with torn sheets and cracks in the windows.

I placed my rucksack under my head and curled myself up.

Tears rolled down my face as I thought about him.

His warm soft bed, cuddling up with him. It felt like someone had torn out my heart.

I pushed those thoughts out of my head when I thought of Maggie. This was my fault.

What if I had said something which made him kill them? What if I was nicer to him in the beginning? I couldn't face her.

I wanted to be there to comfort her, but how could I knowing what I did?

Maybe I couldn't go back home. Maybe I never would.

A couple days later...

Negan's POV//

'All points are covered. Every contingency is already met. I come armed with two barrels of the truth. A test is upon you, and I'm giving out a cheat sheet' Eugene bellowed into a megaphone as we rolled up.

Eugene spoke to Rick first.

'H-Hello, I come salved with the hope that it is my dropped knowledge that you heed. Options are zero to none. Compliance and fealty are your only escape. Bottom lining it, you may thrive, or you may die' Eugene continued.

I sat back, scanning the people at the gates. Tara was there, but not her.

'Where's Negan' Rick yelled.

'I'm Negan' he said worriedly. I smirked at his loyalty.

Rick ducked down suddenly, they tried to fucking blow us up!

Rick tried to reach for his gun but the trash people beat them to it. They had betrayed them for us.

They opened the gates and I stepped out with Simon and the others.

I smirked at Eugene and flung an arm around him. My boy!

I stepped out in front of Rick, smiling at him.

'You ever hear the one about a stupid little prick named Rick, who thought he knew shit but didn't know shit, and got everyone he gave a shit about killed?' I yelled.

I pointed at him saying 'it's about you Rick!'

'You're all gonna wanna put your guns down now' I said sternly.

I still scanned over all of them, checking to see if she was there. What if she hadn't made it?

'No one drops anything' Rick said weakly.

'We had a deal' Rick whispered to Jadis, 'Tamil came for the boat things. Followed ones who took. Made a better deal' she replied.

I'd tried so fucking hard to save them and this is how he repays me?!

'You push me, and you push me and you push me Rick! You just tried to blow us up right? I mean I get me, my people. But Eugene? He's one of yours, and after what he did - he stepped up' I bellowed.

'You people...are animals, universe gives you a sign and you just shove your finger right up its ass!' I said while flipping off Rick.

Daryl glared at Dwight.

'Dwight, Simon, chop chop' I shouted pointing at the crate. They went over immediately and unwrapped it.

Oh boy did they have a surprise coming! They would be getting back one of their own!

They brought out the coffin and placed it upright. I looked over to see Tara, she must have thought it was Molly.

I scowled at her memory.

'So you don't like Eugene anymore. You guys gotta like Sasha! I do too' I said smiling and tapping on the coffin with Lucille.

'Got her right here, packaged for your convenience, alive and well. Now I brought her, so I wouldn't have to kill all of you, and not killing all of you could get complicated. See, I know theres a lot of firepower left in there Rick! So I'm gonna make this simple, I want all the guns you've managed to scrape up' I smiled at him.

Then scowled at his brief upper-hand, 'yep, I know about those too'.

'I want every last grain of lemonade you got left', I continued, just wanting an excuse to see if Molly was in one of those houses.

'I want a person, of your own choosing for Lucille!' I said as I pointed to her.

They now looked scared shitless.

'Daryl, ooh I gotta get my Daryl back!' I said looking at him and smirking.

How in the hell did that prick even escape?

'I see you' I said smirking while pointing to him. That would break Rick even more.

'The pool table and all the pool cues and the chalk, and I want it now or Sasha dies! Then all of you...probably' I said standing next to the coffin.

Rick was silent still.

'C'mon Rick, just because I brought her in a casket doesn't mean she has to leave in it' I said.

He didn't respond.

For fuck sake. I sighed and rubbed my forehead in frustration.

Molly already hated me, she would hate me even more if I killed anyone else. But I couldn't be weak.

'You know what? You suck ass Rick, you really do. I don't wanna have to kill her, but thats exactly what you're gonna make me do' I yelled.

Rick stepped forward, 'let me see her' he replied calmly.

'Alright, just give me a second. I might have to get her up to speed. Can't hear shit inside this thing' I replied.

I whacked Lucille against it, 'Sash, you're not gonna believe this crap' I said as I opened the door slowly.

She growled and snarled at me as she came out.

'Holy goddamn!' I said as she pushed me off the truck. She fucking killed herself.

I heard gunfire all around me.

They were taking out the trash people and some of mine.

'Ah, honey. Goddamn it!' I said as I struggled to get her off of me. She snapped and tried to bite at my face.

Jeff managed to pull her off of me but got bit in the process.

So, I grabbed Simon and retreated behind the truck.

'Ahhhh! Plan B it is!' I said as the trash people managed to wound Rick as I grabbed Carl.

I didn't want to do this, he had potential.

I knelt him down as my guys surrounded him. Jadis brought Rick over to me.

'Hello again' I said as I took Lucille from Dwight. Jadis made him kneel next to the boy.

'Well, shit Rick. You just couldn't stick with us, huh?' I said slightly amused at his efforts.

'You had to go with these filthy garbage people? No offence' I said now looking at Jadis.

'Deal is for twelve, yes?' she said.

'Ten. People are a resource' I replied.

'Twelve' she argued, she reminded me of Molly. But she wasn't.

'Ten' she conceded. I smirked at her subservience.

I sighed, 'Rick. This is just gonna make you sad. Broken. You're gonna wish you we're dead. I like having fun, I do. Maybe you think that the guy who did what he did to your friends wasn't me, like that was some sort of a put-on' I said, now moving round to Carl.

A part of me wished that wasn't me.

'Oh shit. Maybe this is on me. Maybe this is all on me. I gotta make it right. I guess I gotta start all over again' I said sternly, now looking at Carl.

'I gotta tell you Rick, if I had a kid, I'd want him to be just like your kid', sadness twinged in my gut as I said that.

'You're not gonna win' Carl said looking up at me, 'Carl, It is over' I said warningly.

'Why don't you point your one ball up the street and take it all in? I said crouching beside him.

Suddenly, there came a scream as a woman fell off one of the buildings. The look on Rick's face, he must have known her.

'Oh, wow. You just lost somebody important to you, like just now. Jesus, that is timing' I said crouching now in front of Rick.

He was shaking and tearing up.

'Well, Rick...you chose this. I truly don't know what more I could've done to warn you. This isn't a warning, this is punishment. I'm gonna kill Carl now' I said scowling at him.

'I'm gonna make it one nice hard swing because I like him. I just want you to put that in your brain and roll it around for a minute. I'm gonna kill Carl, and then, Lucille here, she's gonna take your hands' I said holding her up in front of his face.

He looked unaffected by what I just said.

'You can do it right in front of me, you can take my hands. I told you already, I'm gonna kill you, all of you. Nothing is gonna change that, nothing. You're all already dead' he whispered in my ear.

I scowled at him harder now. He had guts, I'd give him that.

I started to smile and then chuckle at his threat.

'Wow, damn Rick. Okay' I said as I got up and went round to Carl.

I plucked off his hat and swung Lucille into the air, saying 'you said I could do it!'.

Suddenly, a tiger jumped out and wrestled one of my men to the ground, killing him.

A fucking tiger!

I flung myself backwards and retreated away from it. Gunfire now ensuing.

Simon and Dwight followed me as people from the Kingdom came in on horses, including the Widow.

'End these Saviours and there accomplices! Alexandria will not fall, not on this day!' The one with the dreds shouted.

Fuck, we we're outnumbered!

We moved round to behind a car, 'they've got a goddamn tiger!' I shouted as I pelted them with bullets.

'You taste that Simon? That is the taste of shit' I said as I ran out of ammo and ran round to another car.

We needed to retreat.

The trash guys set off smoke bombs so we could escape. We climbed into the truck and drove out of the gate as I flipped Rick off in the mirror.

Once we got back, everyone was on high alert.

'You say the word and we're ready to go' Dwight said nervously, I just looked out of the window onto the courtyard.

Looking at the spots where Molly used to stand. My eyes started to well up thinking about her.

'That's good' I replied.

Eugene was still standing behind me. I spun around and pointed Lucille at him.

'How the hell do you think she wound up dead in that box?' I said angrily.

'My, um best possible posit fingers the tarp. That sealed up said box good and tight. She ran out of air' he said with sadness in his voice.

I was sceptical. I walked towards him, my eyes still glistening.

'Maybe' I said looking over him.

I sighed and turned around to walk out onto the balcony.

'So...we are going to war!' I shouted to my people who were cheering below me.

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Save Me: Chapter 12 - Darlin

~Hey guys! This is Chapter 12 of ‘Save Me’ ❤️ Negan confronts Molly about the fight while Sherry and Dwight become concerned about their familiarity with each other... I hope you enjoy and chapter 13 will be out on Sunday 🤟🏻~

Molly felt both vulnerable and unstoppable when she was around him. But the dangerous thing was that he had the power to make her feel like she was both his world or less than nothing. As much as she didn't want to want him, she couldn't stop herself. No matter who warned her, she would have to discover his true nature on her own and that would be a lonely road indeed.

I had walked away from him. I didn't look back but I could feel his eyes on me, as were everyone else's.

He would surely kill me now, especially after that.

I knew no one but him had heard what I said but even so, doing anything without his permission made people audibly gasp.

Sherry walked slowly out of the hall, once Negan had dismissed them and once she reached the corridor she ran after me.

Even though I was almost back at my room by now, I heard Negan's voice echo through the corridor.

'Quit standing around, get back to work!' he yelled.

He was pissed.

I knew this would probably be the end of me so I sat in my room waiting for what felt like an eternity.

Sherry had knocked on my door multiple times, bringing me food, asking if I was okay but I couldn't move and eventually she left.

I wasn't angry at Sherry but I couldn't help that a wave of rage rose through me at what Negan had put me through.

He made me fight in front of everyone like I was some sort of joke, a performing monkey dancing to his tune.

It felt like we'd gone straight back to square one and everything nice that he'd done for me, everything he'd shown me had all been a lie.

I had sat there for hours, waiting for him to come and kill me but he never did.

So, I decided to try and get some sleep as I was exhausted and in pain from the fight.

Of course all night I tossed and turned thinking about how I always knew that he was working some angle to recruit me and so was I in trying to find his weaknesses and exploit them, but it all felt strangely genuine and real.

I guess it wasn't just Negan I was angry at, but also myself in developing feelings for someone so utterly heartless.

The next morning...

It was early in the morning when I woke, my eyes and jaw clenched shut as I writhed in pain upon rising.

Shit.

What if I broke something during the fight?

As I sat up slowly, and tried to roll my shoulders I gasped in pain as my shoulder locked in place.

Cold sweats grew across my body which definitely wasn't a good sign.

The bad thing was that with everything that I had gone through in life, surviving one day to the next, gaining new injuries almost every damn day, my pain tolerance increased and so if I had broken something, I couldn't feel it as much.

But I knew I had to take a look and see what the hell was going on.

I walked over to the mirror and gently removed my shirt that I always wore to bed, using only one arm to do so.

My eyes started to cloud and water as I saw the state of my body.

I had bruising all down the right side of my ribcage and on my right arm where that guy must have thrown me backwards and my shoulder looked ever so slightly out of place.

I had painkillers in my room and took some water with them to ease the pain, but I didn't want to go to Dr Carson (Hilltop doctor's brother) because I hated people fussing over me.

Plus, Negan might take it for weakness and try and exploit it which wasn't gonna happen.

Suddenly there came a knock on my door, just as I was putting my shirt back on.

It was a loud booming knock, like metal hitting metal.

I froze, wide eyed. It was Lucille.

I took a deep breath, smoothing down my hair before walking over to the door and unlocking it to reveal Negan.

He stood there, expressionless for a second and looked directly into my eyes as he waited silently for almost an awkward length of time.

Holding Lucille over his shoulder and standing, almost leaning, he said softly 'can I come in?'.

I glared at him, hoping he would just get it over with.

'Look, if you're gonna kill me, can you just get it over with? I'm guessing that after what I said you're done with me' I said sighing as I folded my arms.

He stared at me, confused as Lucille rested loosely over his shoulder. 'You think I'm gonna fuckin' off you right now because you fuckin' spoke to me?! Jesus. You must think I'm a monster, huh?' he said chuckling.

I looked at him as relief and frustration washed over me, my arms dropping to my sides.

'I threatened you in front of your beloved Saviours and you still won't kill me?!' I said with a raised voice.

He sauntered in slowly, looking around as he did so, frowning as though something was on his mind but he didn't know how to approach it.

'You seriously think I'm fuckin' insecure that my guys will think me weak if I don't kill you for talkin' to me that way?' he said mockingly as he walked closer.

'Darlin'...my people worship the fuckin' ground that I walk on. Not you or your little friends back at Alexandria could ever change that. However, I do appreciate your damn badassery, which is why I want you here' he spoke seriously.

He then smiled, almost happily as his thoughts weighed on something lighter, 'so how are you likin' it here?' he asked.

I stared back at him for a second before saying sternly 'are you serious?'.

He scowled for a brief moment before it turned to sadness. I was clearly still engaged with our previous topic of discussion which made him sigh heavily.

He looked tired, bags under his eyes like he hadn't slept either.

'Punishment is part of the New World Order. You know the rules now' he said softly but sternly.

'I know that and I get it, you wanted me to prove myself. But Sherry? What the hell was that about?!' I said moving closer towards him.

He sighed, putting Lucille down by my bookshelf.

'Look, darlin...Sherry broke the rules, just like you', he said moving closer almost reaching his hands out to hold me.

I stepped back slightly to create some distance between us.

'What rule?! Because I talked to her?, because I treated her like an actual human being and not some doll that has to sit in that room and wait for you to come play with her?! I yelled.

He scowled at me for this.

'Those ladies made the choice, they want to be there' he said in a low grumble.

I stepped closer to him again, looking in his eyes, trying to find some shred of humanity.

'Why were you so pissed at me for wearing a black dress? Or did you secretly get off on watching me fight in it?' I taunted.

He frowned harder now, inching closer to me on every word.

'Is that it? Did you wanna see me and Sherry fight each other in little dresses? Is that what you like?' I whispered in his ear, he growled closing his eyes.

He was actually turned on right now.

A small smile crept over my face as I felt what effect I was having on him.

Finally a victory after being powerless for so long.

His head bowed down as I lingered close to his ear, almost nestling into my neck.

It felt strangely comforting considering the fight we just had.

I felt his breath on my neck, warm and tingling, the smile on my face left now as my mouth flung open at the feel of him on me.

Then, almost impulsively, he moved his hands forward from by his sides to gently grab at my waist.

I flinched slightly as apart from holding hands with him, I'd never felt his touch before.

He was warm and gentle, so different from how I pictured it.

Not that I had pictured it or anything...

My eyes closed as I begun to glide my hands up his arms, resting around his neck.

His arms were toned, or so I could tell over his leather jacket and his whole body radiated heat like a furnace.

I felt his head dip closer and closer to my neck until I felt his nose nuzzle into my skin.

I think he was surprised that I put my arms around him because I could literally feel him grinning on my neck which turned into a light chuckle.

I hated to feel so vulnerable, but in his arms for those few minutes felt so good, so strangely safe considering what this man had done.

As my hands moved slowly up into his hair, which was incredibly soft and smelled like spiced musk, his grin on my neck began to fade as I felt his mouth part slightly against my skin.

I was turning him on even more, but it was like a game and he knew he could one up me.

His mouth parted gently touching my bare skin, almost grazing it the first time.

But when his mouth passed over my skin again, he started to kiss me.

I felt my eyes literally roll back at his touch and had to really struggle to fight back a moan as his kisses pressed deeper and deeper into my neck until he had kissed from my shoulder to my throat.

He started to lick and suck at my neck, wrapping his arms tighter around my waist just as he nudged my bruising accidentally.

I pushed him backwards with both my hands on his chest, breathing heavily and eyes tightly shut as I felt the pleasure of him quickly turn into agony.

He looked into my eyes, smiling at first at our intimacy, but that quickly dropped into grave concern once he saw the pain on my face.

'You okay darlin?' he asked stroking my arm gently.

I moved away from him and instead walked around the room, trying not to give away how much I was in pain.

'Uh huh, yeah I'm good' I said weakily, just needing him to leave before he found out.

I turned back around, flipping my hair over to the other side and giving him a assuring smile.

He saw right through that one.

He frowned, still concerned and this time looked deadly serious as he said 'well that's bullshit. I'm serious Molly, what is it?'.

He walked over and seeing how I kept adjusting my shirt, knew that something was wrong with me.

He reached for my waist, and inched up my shirt slowly.

'What are you doing?' I asked furrowing my brows.

'We're friends. C'mon, drop trou' he said smiling softly.

I looked at him for a second before rolling my eyes and nodding to let him lift my shirt.

'I don't think friends is what I would categorise us as, but fine' I said mockingly.

He chuckled before seeing my bruising which made his face drop.

His look was one of regret and guilt but also deep sadness.

He sighed before pulling back down my top.

'Molly, I-'he started to say before I stopped him.

'Don't, It doesn't matter' I replied wearily.

His eyes were full of anger now 'like hell it does Molly, c'mon you've gotta see the Doc about that' he said gently stroking my arm.

I sighed, 'fine, but I'm only getting some more meds. I don't need a full check up'.

Negan grabbed my jacket before we strolled to the Doctor's ward.

Looking up at him as we walked, I could tell he was deep in thought.

His brows were furrowed and he was looking down at the ground as he swung Lucille on his shoulder from left to right.

It was strange how I could always tell what he was thinking and I felt strange after the whole room incident, and I couldn't tell whether what I felt was a good or a bad thing.

As we almost reached the Doctor's office, Negan paused grabbing my hand and stopping me in my tracks.

'Molly, I did this. I hurt you, that's on me. Shit, I'm so sorry', he looked into my eyes, his were low and full of sorrow.

This was the first time he had ever actually apologised to me and not just joked around, he was serious.

I looked at him before stepping closer, now letting go of his hand.

'I forgive you...it doesn't mean that I trust you. But thank you for apologising and I'll be fine, i've survived much worse than this' I smiled weakly before stepping in to see Dr Carson.

Negan stood in the room while I lay on the examination chair, scowling at the Doctor and shouting at him when he was taking too long.

'Alright, looks like the bruising hasn't been the cause of internal bleeding and you only have a dislocated shoulder which I can put back right now for you', he said smiling.

'Thank you so much, Dr Carson' I replied.

Negan rolled his eyes at this and swung Lucille around like a kid would do if they got bored.

Once my shoulder was popped back, Carson gave me some meds for the inflammation and pain and sent me on my way.

Just as we left he said 'the medication will take a couple hours to take effect but a hot compress or shower will help ease the pain'.

I smiled and thanked him before walking out, Negan strolling behind me.

I could hear him chuckle and when I turned around a wide grin was painted across his smug face.

No one was around us, just us and an empty corridor so I knew I could be relaxed when talking to him, especially after what had passed between us.

I looked at him sceptically with a slight smirk and said 'what?'.

'A shower the doc says ey?' he said smirking and winked at me.

I chuckled, rolling my eyes and said 'lemme guess, you've got a shower'.

He nodded innocently 'uh huh' and bit his lip.

I looked at him up and down, 'no chance. I'd rather use the communal ones downstairs' I smiled sarcastically.

'Ah but they don't have hot water, only I do' he said smugly while swinging Lucille over his shoulder and strolling right past me.

'Of fucking course, just my luck' I whispered, but he heard me.

'Just your luck indeed darlin, I'm giving you the opportunity to get naked in the bathroom of yours truly' he said smirking.

'Hmm tempting offer. How could I ever reject such gentlemanly advances?' I chuckled.

He smiled before getting all serious again.

'Okay look, I promise alright, no funny business. Doctor's orders and I need you well again', he said with scouts honour.

I scowled, 'fine, but there better be a lock on the door. Don't want you going all psycho on me or sneaking in for a quick peek' I pointed at him warningly, smirking slightly.

He rolled his eyes before guiding me to his room.

He walked in sighing before throwing Lucille down onto a chair and putting his feet up on his bed.

He smirked at my awkwardness at being in his room.

'Bathroom's just in there, shout if you need any assistance' he said smiling.

'Haha very funny' I said stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me.

Wow. It was amazing, cream tiles covered the floor and walls, double sinks a large shower.

Probably to fit all of his wives in if he wanted. I grew uncomfortable at the thought of who had been in here.

I locked the door and stripped naked, admiring my body in the mirror before jumping in the shower.

Bruises still covered me but I had found a new appreciation for my body.

I guess running all day everyday from every sort of danger that now plagued this world gave me a toned and ample physique and I actually felt truly happy with myself which was definitely new to me.

I turned on the shower and stepped in, it was hot and steam flooded the room.

Fresh clean smells filled the room once I had washed my hair and body.

It was kind of a turn on to use his products, although I would never admit that to him but smelling of that same fresh yet musky spice was weirdly comforting.

Turning off the water, I grabbed one of his towels and wrapped it around my body.

My clothes were disgusting and smelled awful so I couldn't put them back on since I was nice and clean.

So I decided to push my luck and ask Negan if I could borrow some clothes.

'Negan!' I shouted from the bathroom.

'Yeah doll?' he answered happily.

'Do you have...maybe, you know, any fresh clothes I could borrow?' I pleaded.

He chuckled, 'yeah, hold on'.

I came out of the bathroom, just wrapped in a towel.

He was getting some clothes from his drawers when he turned around and looked speechless.

'Wow, you sure you need these? I mean fuck darlin' he said sauntering over to me, looking me up and down as he did so.

I smiled sweetly saying 'I'm sure you'd love that, but I'm not sure about your wives'.

I took the clothes from him and went back into the bathroom to change.

He smirked and said from the other side of the door, 'well they like to share, you know, so you'd fit right in there'.

I was stunned at this and opened the door suddenly.

I was wearing one of his white t shirts and grey lounge pants, rolled up at the ankles because they were too long on me.

I was serious, no more smiling now.

'Never gonna happen. I need to be a part of something otherwise I'd go crazy. I could never just be in that room all day' I said seriously.

He smirked before lowering his head to the ground as though he was slightly disappointed.

'I know darlin, you're a badass. You belong out there' he said pointing to the window.

I smiled slightly, he could read me like a book.

'I should go, got saving to do' I said winking as I left.

He smiled before saying sweetly 'later darlin'.

Just as I walked out of Negan's room, I saw Sherry standing in the corridor, wide eyed and frowning at me considering where I'd just been.

As I walked towards her, she almost ran to me saying 'where the hell have you been?! I came to check on you last night and you didn't answer? And now you were in Negan's room?!'.

I shot her look of gratitude in her concern but I simply replied 'I'm fine, I just got checked out by Dr Carson. Yesterday was kind of crazy so I didn't feel like talking to anyone'.

'Oh yeah, except for Negan?' she said scowling.

'Trust me, I get it. But I was just using his shower, Carson's recommendation by the way' I replied calmly.

She laughed mockingly saying 'yeah and who do you think told him to say that? You can't trust him, he was willing to let us both die yesterday all under the pretence of punishment'.

'It was a test' I replied cooly.

'Listen to yourself! God, you're under his spell and you don't even know it!', she said trying to stay calm.

'It's not like that! You know me, the closer I can get to him, the more I have as leverage. It's that simple' I argued.

I softened a little now.

'Why didn't you tell me about Dwight?' I said defensively.

She looked down before saying wearily 'because it didn't matter. We're not together anymore, he's not a part of my life'.

'Well, yeah but-' I started to say before she stopped me.

'But nothing, It's not that I don't love Dwight. I do. But I can't cheat on Negan, none of us can. It's one of his rules. So to keep Dwight safe, I have to do what he says' she whispered more quietly than before.

She sighed, before pulling me into a hug.

'Look, just be careful, okay? The people closest to him, never make it in the end. Never forget that he's a monster, and always will be' she said warningly.

I could tell she wanted to say more but couldn't find the words.

So, I just nodded with a slight smile before leaving her to get some fresh air.

Inhaling, breathing in that cool air was like sending a shock to the system.

What the hell was I doing with Negan?

Sherry was right, he is and always will be a monster. The things he's done, people he's killed can never be erased or forgotten.

Most importantly, Tara would never forgive me.

I looked out towards the fence, walkers chained to it, people with sticks fixing up new walkers after the old ones had decayed.

I couldn't decide whether it was sadistic or down right smart.

It was strangely peaceful, even though I was stuck here at the Sanctuary, being outdoors felt right, like I was alive.

Just as I was pondering these thoughts, out came Dwight who looked like he'd been trying to find me.

I looked over my shoulder at him before carrying on with my breathing.

He walked over to me in silence before propping his elbows on the railing next to mine.

'You on board?' he asked hastily like he had some place to be and wasn't supposed to be talking to me.

I looked at him for a second before saying 'what does it look like?'.

'I dunno, but either way, I hope for your sake that you are on our side. Because if you aren't, Negan will kill you and I don't want Sherry to have to go through that' he said warningly.

I smirked slightly, 'Don't worry Dwight, I'll be fine, always am', I said squinting at the sun gleaming in my eyes.

'I'm not worried for you' he said hastily.

I chuckled and replied 'course not, I would never expect that from you'.

He was about to leave before spinning around and saying quietly 'I wish I could take back what I did to your friend, you know that' and then he went back inside.

I stayed looking outward, I smiled at the setting sun.

All the while noticing in my peripheral that Negan had been watching this conversation from his window, scowling at every smile or chuckle.

I slept well that night, knowing clear in my head what I had to do to protect my family. Despite my growing feelings for both Negan and the Sanctuary.

Next day...

When I woke, there was a loud banging at my door so I lept up, dressed and groggily answered the door rubbing my eyes.

It was him.

'Mornin beautiful' he said smirking at my appearance.

I groaned and looked at the time, it was 5:30am.

'Why the hell so early?!' I whined which made him chuckle.

'C'mon doll, breakfast then meeting' he said tapping Lucille against the door frame as he spoke.

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my jacket and walked with him to the main hall.

Still half asleep, I asked 'wait...meeting?'.

'Uh huh, if you're one of my top people, then you get to be in the meetings. Usually it's fucking boring shit, but I think you'll enjoy it', he said smirking while grabbing fruit from the canteen.

'Hold up, the hell's that supposed to mean?!' I asked while grabbing some toast.

He strolled out in front of me, not answering till we sat down.

I'd never eaten in here before, but it looked like Negan and his top guys sat at the front of the room, while everyone else ate lower down.

Hierarchy even at breakfast time. Great.

All eyes were on us as we walked to the table, people knelt as he walked by and as we got to the table, no one smiled or said anything to me.

Dwight gave me a nod but that was about it.

Arat, the woman I fought, scowled at me and Simon, the guy with the moustache who was also Negan's right hand man, looked at me like I was nothing.

'Guys, this is Molly, some of you have already met her, but she's one of us now so treat her with the fucking respect she deserves' he said softly while sitting down, although I'm pretty sure everyone heard his speech.

Everyone ate in silence or mumbled to each other, and when they were done they upped and left in two seconds, letting Negan know that they would be in the meeting room when he was ready.

Negan was done but just watched me as I devoured every last crumb of toast, he admired me with awe.

'You want any else? Rack of lamb?' he said mockingly at my lack of manners.

I looked up at him, finishing eating, 'nope, I'm good' I said smiling sweetly.

He laughed, 'alright, c'mon darlin' he said while holding out his hand.

It felt good to be around him, to feel valued. But it was extreme, like a high and the coming down, I knew would feel like dying but I just couldn't stop myself.

I kept telling myself that this was just a game, but sometimes I forgot we were still playing.

He interlocked his hand with mine as he smiled at me, and we walked to the meeting room.

All the while, people whispered and gasped at our display of affection.

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Save Me: Chapter 20 - I Loved You

~Hey Guys! Chapter 20 is out now ❤️ Molly breaks from Negan’s hold in the only way she can...I hope everyone enjoys and love you all ✌🏻💞 Chapter 21 will be out on Sunday~

Molly felt weakened, but not broken. Never broken. She had to avenge her family, even if that meant destroying the man she loved.

Dwight and Sherry were in place, turns out that they were my real saviours. All that was left was for me to do what I had to.

My eyes glistened with past tears, they were almost glass-like like a doll's. That's how I felt now, like I'd been played with and used.

Treated by the one person I loved more than life itself like an emotionless puppet.

I was filled with hatred now, for me and him.

I had my gun ready, now out of its holster. Keeping the other gun I took from the armoury, hidden.

Just in case, I thought.

Walking from the armoury to his room felt like a lifetime, everything became blurred and all I could hear was the sound of my own breathing.

I knew that he would be in a meeting, it was all part of my plan.

I walked through the threshold, into his room. His scent lingered on every possession, even me.

The room used to feel light and airy, now it suffocated me. The stifling heat from the closed windows, encircled me, like I was standing too close to the sun.

I didn't know it back then, but thats how it always was with him, too close, much too close.

I had everything laid out, I just wanted to get through it and leave that god forsaken place.

All I wanted was to erase him from my memory, to pretend like it was all a bad dream, but one that I never wanted to end.

The photos, I kept with me, like a reminder of my mistakes.

I took them out of my pocket and sprawled them across his bed, forcing him to take a look.

To take a look at everything he had taken from me, from my family and everything that he had now lost.

I didn't shake now.

My hands were steady, my tears were dried, like salt crystals on my skin.

I was empty, like a hard shell and yet he still hadn't broken me like he wanted when I first arrived.

That gave me power.

I held my gun in my hands, I didn't want to surprise him or entrap him, I wanted him to see when he walked through that door so he knew in that moment.

I waited for two hours, until he came.

I knew it was him, I could feel his closeness, his tie to me.

Every footstep made my heart pound faster and harder until it stopped.

The door glided open and he saw me.

I stood there in front of him, by the bed and just next to the photos.

I looked at him like I never had before, the truth was that I'd never felt what he'd made me feel before.

It was indescribable. No scowl, no anger, no tears. Nothingness, that's what I felt.

But how can you describe what nothing feels like?

He looked straight at me, first surprised, then seeing my gun he knew. He didn't beg for his life, he was ready.

'Molly...' he said calmly and stepped towards me.

'Don't come any closer, I don't want you near me, ever again. After today, I want you to know that this was the moment that you lost everything. I don't want to talk about it, what you did. We both know what you did. I loved you and you used me. But you see, now I'm glad because I now know who you are, who you really are...' I replied calmly.

Sorrow twinged in my voice, but I threw it straight back.

I couldn't let him hurt me anymore. He looked at me with a exhausted sadness in his eyes, which lifted at every word I spoke, like the weight of carrying around such a burden was finally lifted and he was free.

But I never would be.

He stood still, Lucille dropping to the floor.

His gaze drifted to the bed as he saw the pile of photographs. No emotion, no regret just pure numbness.

How cold he was now.

He nodded slowly, and looking down he said wearily 'I love you'.

It pierced through my heart like it never did before.

Those three words were now tainted with bitterness, like he was mocking me.

I cocked my gun and aimed it at his heart, how fitting this would be.

This would be the end of him, after today, Negan would be dead. But not the man.

I released the trigger as I shifted my aim to his stomach, missing all of the vital organs.

He dropped to his knees instantaneously, clutching at his pulsating wound. He looked up at me, half in disbelief, half in pride.

People would have heard the gunshot and would be making their way to the corridor now.

I made my way to the door and glanced back at him, he looked at me and through strained breathing said 'go'.

He had always promised to let me go and now he had.

My eyes started to flood once again as my gaze left him for the last time.

I ran down the corridor and took the steps down to the basement where Sherry and Dwight would be waiting.

The ex-wives were instructed by Sherry to hold off the Saviours until I was gone.

I heard yelling and fast footsteps behind me, a Saviour was gaining on me. I had no choice.

I kept running and spun around and shot him in the head.

He dropped immediately, lifeless onto the hallway floor where I had once been before.

I hesitated for a second before I kept running and rapidly descended the stairs.

There I saw Sherry and Dwight, the basement door was wide open and a motorcycle was ready.

'Hurry!' Dwight shouted as I ran towards them.

Sherry handed me my helmet and Dwight positioned the bike.

Nodding to them both, I hopped on the bike, keeping my gun in my hand.

I revved the engine, 'thank you' I shouted, they nodded with a slight smile.

'Go!' Sherry said nervously.

I nodded in return and made my way to the gates. They were locked. Fuck.

I heard a group of Saviours rush out onto the courtyard, their guns aiming at me.

I heard shots fly all around me, I ducked and dodged some until I got hit.

A rush of pain soared to my left thigh and blood started to ooze from my jeans.

I winced and sped up, aiming my gun at the padlock I shot at it a couple times until it flew wide open.

I zigzagged through the courtyard until I connected with the gates which flung open once they hit against the bike.

I was free.

I had no clue where I was going, I just knew that I needed to keep driving.

My leg throbbed as I drove, I kept pressure on it which seemed to work for a while but I knew that it would need to be wrapped up soon.

I was battered and bruised leaving that place, every bone in my body should have ached.

But I felt nothing, nothing except the sharp awakening pain of leaving him...

Hilltop - Tara's POV//

Rick and Michonne had argued for weeks, but she had taught him that Negan would never stop.

Rick was scared of losing anyone else but seeing Michonne and Carl gave him the energy to fight, one last time.

They walked towards the gates to see Maggie on guard at the top, I saw her smile in relief as she saw them enter.

We were reunited.

Rick pulled Maggie in for a hug and asked about the baby. Maggie was full of hope and fight.

It was at that moment that Rick knew that there was only one way through.

Rosita, Sasha and I welcomed them into Hilltop and told Rick that Daryl had made it home.

His eyes lit up to reveal Daryl at the gates.

Daryl eyes were filled with sorrow as he pulled Rick into a hug as I hugged Michonne.

Daryl handed Rick his gun which he had taken back from the Sanctuary.

We were ready.

Rick moved over to me, 'Have you heard anything about Molly?' he asked worriedly.

I just shook my head wearily.

'We haven't heard anything from Dwight' I said softly.

Rick stroked my arm in comfort.

'She'll be okay, we all know how strong she is' he said reassuringly, my eyes lit up slightly in belief.

Everyone was smiling and talking and Sasha knew that this would be her moment.

We didn't know it at the time but Sasha had told Maggie she would be back in a minute, but instead escaped down the log hatch.

She wanted to kill Negan herself.

Sasha's POV//

I had to do this. Everyone wanted to fight, but I could end this sooner.

They were planning on going to Alexandria to fight the Saviours when they came so I had to leave before they left.

I walked for miles until I found it.

Rosita had drawn me a map months ago, I pretended I was just curious but it had been my plan for a while.

The wired fencing, people walking around the courtyard, the decaying building. This certainly looked like the place for such a man.

I scowled as I looked through my binoculars. I was far enough away so that they couldn't see me.

I focussed on a figure who seemed to be ordering people around.

On closer inspection, I saw Eugene. I audibly gasped, he was fine and completely unharmed.

Thriving, actually.

I packed a sniper rifle in my backpack, because I didn't plan on getting too close. I waited, for hours.

The sun was setting now. Eugene had come and gone all day, but now Negan stepped outside.

I readied my rifle, I tried to get a clear shot but Eugene covered him. I couldn't hit him without hitting Eugene.

Goddamn it.

Negan moved strangely, like he was uncomfortable, perhaps even wounded. Still, he bowed heads with Eugene and smiled. Was he working for them?! Bastard. I had to get closer.

I moved towards the gates once the sun had set. People were starting to go inside so there was less chance of me getting caught.

Of course, saviours would be on duty through the night but I would stick out less.

I snuck round to the side gate where the cars were so that they would block me. I used my pliers and cut a hole in the fence.

At this I heard the side door open and a shadowed figure stepped out. I ducked behind the car and waited. It was Eugene. I sighed in relief and stepped out to see him.

'Eugene! It's me. Come with me, I can get you out of here' I whispered pleadingly, he just looked at me with panic in his eyes.

'I must decline. I am Negan. I must ask you to leave these premises with immediate effect' he said looking around anxiously.

I looked at him with scepticism, 'what?!' I whispered.

'Your mission has failed' he said as he walked back inside.

'Eugene!' I shouted after him. He didn't look at me. I sighed in frustration.

So, I peeled open the fence and ran in after him.

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