#headprick

for every  ♥  I receive in my askbox, i’m going to recommend a blog and spread positivity.

           Even being survivor, Raine was one of those people who wore high heel boots of the group. She joined Rick's group with knowing he was skeptical of new people, but willing to give her a chance to join them. She did her best to lend a helping hand in the matter. It didn’t take her long to hear about this guy named Negan and the Saviors. She heard of the stories about him, the way he runs things and the number of wives. The one thing she did was give whatever she could to give to keep them from getting punished by those people. She given guns up since it was something she didn’t like using in the first place. She used her sword, which was a family heirloom and only thing she had to remember her family by.

             On the day she was told that Negan or team would come to pick up the gathered materials, she said she would like to meet this so called ‘Negan’ in person because she wanted to see how SCARY he was compare to a guy like Rick.

             Raine was cleaning her blade on the porch when she heard the gate opening with trucks coming inside of the Sanctuary. She placed the blade back in it’s casing while watching for a little bit. She stood up upon seeing a man with a baseball bat with barbwire wrapped around it came out of one of the trucks. She walked down the path with intention to see him face to face. The people made it look like they were superior to them when they didn’t look any better. It was nothing knew with having looks being thrown her way, whether was interest or disgust. Negan seemed intimidating just by standing nearby.

             Rolling her eyes when those eyes landed on her. "Not interesting in what you’re selling.”

DRIED EARTH SLIPS THROUGH the cracks in her fingertips that threaten to furl into fists. There he is; in the flesh. N E G A N.  That name mindlessly spoken from the lips of the wicked like a mantra. Their SAVIOR, but not The Kingdom’s. He’s merely a vulture waiting to swoop down and take what he assumes is rightfully his. An animal come to mark his TERRITORY.  ❝ I hope you’re not expecting anything right now, because there’s nothing here that you haven’t already taken from us. ❞