Chapter 18

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I lay in bed waiting desperately until the morning sun rises. I lay in nothing but my bra and underwear. Negan's arms snaked around me. I try to close my eyes but I can't, my mind is racing.

'What did you just do' my conscious speaks internally.

'What did I just do?' I wonder to myself.

I just slept with the enemy.

I try my damndest to sleep but I simply can't.
Guilt.
Regret.
Relief.
I can't decide what it is I am feeling right now. I mean it didn't mean anything right? It was just casual sex.

'Yeah with the enemy' my inner voice reminds me.

What would Daryl think. Oh god. I can't even imagine. I close my eyes and pray I'll fall asleep. There's nothing worth being awake for at this point. I look over at Negan who is softly snoring, I envy it. I've never both hated and loved someone so much in my entire life. I close my eyes again and finally drift off to sleep.

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I wake up to someone shuffling next to me. My eyes flutter open and I see Negan awake and getting out of bed, he's in nothing but his boxers. I peer down at myself and see I'm still only in my underwear. It wasn't a dream.

"Oh shit, you're awake. You know it was kinda weird seeing you asleep. Started to freak me the fuck out a bit. Usually you're not sleeping when I wake up." Negan speaks smiling, boy he's happy.

'Yeah I bet he's happy, he got into your pants.' My inner voice reminds me. I wish it came with a mute button.

"You're happy." I note.

"How could I not be? I got to fuck the most beautiful girl left in the world." He smirks. I scold myself mentally for getting butterflies. He doesn't mean it. I know he doesn't.

"You don't mean that." I say looking down, cheeks cherry red.

"Fuck yeah I do," He says triumphantly.

"Man you don't even know how good that felt last night. I Haven't even really touched any of my wives since you've been back." He admits grabbing my attention.

"You what?" I know he is lying. The man can't even go a day without screwing somebody.

"Why settle for a damn pebble, when you can have a fucking diamond."

This is weird. Very weird, even for him.

"So, what are your plans for today?" I ask.

"I have to go on a bit of a run later."

"Where?" I ask

"Don't worry about it."

I know what that means, he's going to Alexandria.

"As for you, consider yourself graduated."

"Huh?"

"You're free to roam the compound as you please. I trust that you won't run or cause any trouble. And if I do hear of such things-" he pauses grabbing my face gently, "you won't like what's coming to you." He threatens in a soft tone. I nod my head.

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