Save the Savior | TWD

3 months later...

It's been hell, utter fucking hell. I've had to live with Negan and the rest of the saviors for more than 3 months and I've never been so miserable.
I've been harassed, beat, starved, and so much more. Of course when I would tell Negan, his men wouldn't take the blame and fess up to what they did so I would get a beating for "lying."
"Negan please, your men keep pestering me and touching me. I'm growing tired of it and whenever I try to tell you, you don't believe me," I was on my knees, literally. It's come to this, begging; I was begging Negan to stop his men from beating me for the second time this week.
"Stop lying to me! It won't get you anything more than a beating every time you do so." Negan screamed, making me cry even more. I couldn't take it, I'd never cried in front of him.
"P-please," I felt weaker than usual. The physical pain was finally getting to me.
He stared at me for quite some time, he glanced at his men and gestured for them to leave. They did as they were told, I took a brief sigh of relief.
He lifted me up, taking a hold of my forearm.
"Listen to me, you don't understand the kind of look these men give me when you do shit like this. How do you think they respect me if I can't say no to some dumb girl who deserves to get beat?" Negan screams, I grew into another panic. I had no clue what to do, at this point I was just scared that he was going to put his hands on me. This was even scarier than 5 men beating me.
"Why can't you believe me? Please. I don't feel safe anymore. P-please don't hurt me, Negan." I stared up at him with tears in my eyes, I couldn't figure him out.

Suddenly, I saw his eyes somewhat soften. I wasn't prepared for what he was going to admit to me after...

"I will never fucking hurt you, baby."