#twdnegan

Sarah patted me on the leg, "don't worry honey, negan is going to be thrilled when I let him know you can be released tomorrow."

I smiled at her, she has been so kind to me over the past couple of months. "I hope youre right. I mean he hasn't even visited me once."

She sat down in the chair next to me, glancing behind her to make sure noone was around. "He has actually." I raised my eyebrow and she continued, "he comes by when you're sleeping. He said for me not to tell you but I trust that youll keep this secret."

My eyes began to water, "of course. Maybe there's still hope."

"There's always hope."

I don't know what I would do without her, she has become like a mother figure to me. I hobbled around on the crutches trying to get used to them throughout the day, before I knew it the sun was starting to set. I sat down on the bed because Sarah would be bringing my dinner tray any minute.

"Room service." That voice sent chills down my spine, the good kind of chills. A voice I have missed everyday for a month. I turned and there stood negan with a tray in one hand and a cup in the other. A small grin was on his face.

"Negan." I breathed out, I wanted to run to him, for him to wrap me in his arms but I know that won't happen. "What..what are you doing here?"

He raised an eyebrow at me, "I brought your dinner, you need to eat. It's not just you anymore or have you forgotten."

"You know I haven't forgot about our baby. You told me that you wouldn't come visit me. What made you change your mind?" I ask as he sat the tray down on the bed then sat himself in the chair beside my bed.

He shrugged but said nothing, I stared at him for a few more seconds until he gestured toward the food. I rolled my eyes and started eating, still he said nothing. The silence finally got to me and I had to say something. "Are you going to give me the silent treatment the whole time you're here? If you are then you don't need to waste your time visiting."

His eyebrows raised and I had to hold back a giggle. My words actually surprised him. "Good to see your inner bitch is still there." He stood and I thought he was going to leave but he made his way around the bed to remove the empty tray and sat down in its place. "Sarah told me you can be released tomorrow." I nod as he thumbs a stray thread on the blanket he's sitting on. "I cleared the room where my wives used to stay. You'll have whatever you need and Sarah can stay there with you."

"You don't want me in your room?"

He shook his head, "the last thing I want to do right now is pretend to be a happy fuckin family."

The tears slipped from my lashes, I tried to wipe them away quickly but he still saw them. "I'm sorry that I didn't listen but I did it for you. You can't tell me you wouldn't have done the same for me."

"That's different."

"Hows it any different?"

"I'm not fuckin pregnant y/n! Any decent mother would never put her child at risk! Can I even fuckin trust you to take care of it when it's born!?" He shouted at me, the hurt and sadness in my heart replaced by white hot rage.

"Oh so this is what it all comes down to doesn't it? I'll tell you one thing and you better listen up, once I am fully healed I am out of here! You won't have a wife or a child to worry about."

He was right up in my face now, "you try to fuckin run. I will find you. You're not going any fuckin where. Do you hear me?"

Any other person would have submitted to him and his words but not me. "You can't keep me here. I will leave and you can't do a fucking thing about it. Do you hear me?" I challenged him.

"Watch me. You think you can defy me? Let me make one thing very fuckin clear to you, so you better listen up. You try to leave me, I will lock you in a fuckin cell for the rest of your god damn life." He was whispering now, his words held so much venom but he wouldn't make me crumble.

I smiled which made his brow furrow, "you'll see. Now get the fuck outta here."

I went to stand up but as I did he grabbed me by the throat. He wasn't adding to much pressure but enough to assert his dominance. "Dont fuckin threaten me, ask anyone who has ever done it before. Oh that's right, you can't, because they're all fuckin dead."

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "You gonna kill me now? Go ahead, cause I'd rather die than stay here with you one more minute."

"Dont fuckin tempt me." He growled but I knew he would never hurt me. I stayed silent and averted my eyes from his. I was emotionally and mentally done with him. "You are mine." He breathed right next to my ear.

"Not anymore. Now get your goddamn hands off of me and leave me the fuck alone." Tears threatened to fall but I refused to cry anymore over him. If he didnt want me anymore that was fine. I would escape one day and raise my child on my own. He couldn't keep me here forever.

He released me a few seconds later and stood from the bed. "You wont get far if you try to run. I am negan, and I am everywhere." That was the last words he said to me before he left the tent and Sarah came back in. I spotted two armed men outside the entrance standing guard and negan talking to them. I'm sure he was telling them to make sure I don't leave. He had nothing to worry about right now but when I'm fully healed I will find a way. Someone will let their guard down and I'll have my opening. I just have to be patient and wait.