Prisoner (Negan x Reader)

I sat there on my knees, feeling my entire body shake from fear. All of my friends and people I considered family sat besides me, all of us wondering what our fate will be. I had my hope in Rick, the man who always lead us to victory and saved us countless times. For some reason his entire aura had changed.. He wasn't fearless or strong in that moment; He was weak and afraid. 

I was going over the countless scenarios of what could happen to all of us- getting separated, getting tortured, getting beaten.. Until I heard a door slam shut. There he was. Negan.

Before this Line-up, Rick had taken a few people from the group and I to take out multiple of Negan's men. Maybe more than a multiple.. But we thought that we had control over this situation, we thought that we were the ones in power. Now we're lined up on the ground on our knees, willing to beg for any forgiveness. 

Negan, the 6'2 older yet handsome man left the RV holding a barbed wire bat. It had old blood stains but other than that it was in relatively good condition.. I wonder if that'd change tonight. Will my brains be on that bat? I was so afraid yet in awe by his looks. I knew I needed to snap out of it, considering this man could kill me and my friends at any given moment.

I turned away and kept my eyes on the floor as he spoke to Rick. Telling him how mad and frustrated he was with Rick for him killing his men. 

I looked back to him for a second, to check him out more shamelessly. He had caught my eyes and came forward, spinning the bat around in a careless motion. "And WHO are you, doll?" My entire face became hot and red from blush.. 

"Y/N" I manage to whimper out. He continues to stare me down, making me feel beyond nervous and butterflies in my stomach. "What a pretty name for a pretty girl. Have you been the one killing my men as-" 

Daryl lunged forward punching Negan with a weak punch, immediately falling over. The man with a scar quickly follows and points the cross bow to Daryl's head. "Do you want me to do it?" He says in a stern tone. 

"No. Line him back up." I was so afraid, barely processing what had just occurred. It wasn't long before Negan had his attention back on me. "Stand up." I look up, confused by his statement. 

"STAND up." Negan repeats, in a more aggressive voice. One that made me blush and feel terrified. I looked back at Rick, seeking his approval on what to do- but before I could decide, Negan grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up. His face inches away from mine as he kept a tight grip on me. "Are you stupid, doll? That slowness wont work around here. You need to learn your fucking place." 

My legs felt so weak from fear, I didn't know what to say or do. I wanted to be strong, I wanted to fight him and run away but I knew that'd cause me more harm. As my eyes went the other direction, he grabbed my chin and held me firmly. "Do you understand?" I nodded, feeling like I had no other choice. 

Negan suddenly moves back and begins mocking me. "Rick is this what you have on your team? A LITTLE GIRL?" His group laughed and Negan made sure to show me how small I was in his world. I felt pathetic. I lowered my head and stared at my feet, begging for this to end. "Sit down now, doll. I cant forget about the rest!"

"Anyways! I already told you, people, first one's free then I will shut that shit down! No exceptions." 

"Back to it!", he yells before taking the bat to Glenn's head. 

I turn my head away, wanting to be anywhere in the world than here. The groups screams would be something I could never forget. I felt my whole body turn cold from fear, and the fear of dying became too much. I started to scream, covering my head and screaming louder. Before I knew it, my hair was yanked on. Someone had forced me to look up, and that someone was no other than Negan. "You sure have strong vocal cords!! Let's see how good you can scream tonight."

"Take her to the R.V"