Chapter Four

"So, this is how things are going to play out." Said Negan, as he stood back up and began to pace in front of us again, though his eyes were still fixed on no one but me.

He knows it was me. He's going to kill me.

"Because one of you took one of my men -well, I just can't let that stand. It'd only make sense for me to take one of yours. You all understand I've got to do this, right?"

May burst out crying, and I could tell Lilly wanted to comfort her, but she was unable to do so. None of us could move, in fear of getting hit with a fucking bat.

"What do they call it?" He said, as if contemplating the word, "Justice?"

"I'll fucking kill you, you piece of shit." Jessie spat, which brought Negan's attention off of me, and he looked over at Jessie.

"Oh shit." Negan laughed, "Looks like we've got ourselves a martyr, boys! Prepare the fuckin' crucifixion!" They all were laughing, which made Jessie look even more pissed off.

This seemed to be nothing but a joke to all of them.

He took a few steps toward Jessie, until they were so close, there were near inches apart, "I haven't told you all the rules yet, so I'll let that one slide." He eyed Jessie down, before he stood back up to talk to the rest of us, "Nobody is to fucking talk, unless they are being spoken too. Next person to say a goddamn word, I will strip naked, tie you to the front of my truck, and drive dick first into a horde of flesh eaters, do you all fucking understand me?"

Nobody said a word.

"Good." His cruel tone suddenly mellowed back to a more joking one, "Now which one of you should Lucille choose?" Suddenly he looked taking back, "Shit, you guys, I forgot to introduce you all to Lucille. What a fucking piece of shit I am." He rose the bat in the air for all of us to see, "This is Lucille, she's a real bloodthirsty bitch. And today, she'd going to end of your lives."

If anyone deserved to die here, it was me. The only reason he was here was because of what I did.

I deserve the punishment, not anyone else here.

There was a sudden loud noise coming from the house. It sounded like something glass had fallen on the floor. Negan and his men all looked at the house, "What the hell?" Pause, "You guys don't mean to tell me there's someone hiding in there, right? Because for all your sake, there better not be someone in that goddamn house."

My mind was racing. Lainey and the kids were obviously still in there. I don't think I could handle seeing this freak bash the skulls of innocent children.

"I'll scope it out." Said one of the guys, but Negan stopped him by raising his hand,

"No, no, how about we all scope it out together? It'll be a little field trip." Negan walked over and grabbed the collar of my shirt, yanking me off the ground in one successful jerk. "Keep the guns on their heads, and bring them into the house, if one tries anything, shoot them."

We entered the house and were forced to stand in a line. Moments later, Lainey and her two children were being forced down the stairs at gunpoint.

"Well look at this." Negan said with a laugh, "This just gets more and more pathetic for you folks. Damn, children too?" He whistled, "That'd be fucking horrible if they had to die for all your mistakes."

He shoved Lainey and the kids into the line with the rest of us. I knew this was it.

One of us was going to die now and it was definitely going to be me.

"Let's just get on with it now, shall we?" He stared at us each individually, until his eyes stuck onto me permanently. This was it. He rose Lucille up, and swung. I close my eyes, bracing myself for the impact -but I felt nothing. There was a loud noise of the wood hitting the bones of a human, but it wasn't mine. I opened my eyes to see Negan, hitting Robert over and over and over. Clearly he had died on the first hit, but it almost seemed like Negan couldn't control himself, he just had to keep hitting the corpse.

I exhaled, a long breath, but not of relief, it was of guilt. I covered my mouth with my hand, as tears filled my eyes and blurred my vision but I didn't want to wipe them away in fear I'd have to see the horrific sight clearly in front of me.

"That was way too easy." Negan commented, as he hit Robert one last time, as if to confirm the kill. "You people are so weak. Clearly, you all need me, and that's okay. We can work through this -together." He had a grin on his face, as if despite his words, this was all hilarious to him.

"So, now that he's dead, and justice has been served. I'll give you two choices." He said, as he paced around, eyeing up everyone of the group as if they bothered him somehow, "Your first choice would be to succumb to me, work for me, all profits go to me, and you can't worship anyone above me -or," He stop pacing in front of me, he stared me up and down, judging my every move, "I kill this group of yours, and you are to come with me, where everyday will be a living fucking hell- which personally I prefer this option," He bit his lip, "With a woman as hot as you, we could get real athletic in the night." He was talking to me. This whole time, did he do all this just to piss me off?

He reached over and gently touched a curl of my hair, intertwining it around his finger, "So what will it be, beautiful? Your group's lives are in your hands now."

I couldn't speak. I felt my hands tremble at my sides. Why did this man scare me so much? And why, of all people, was he given me the freedom to choose?

He rolled his eyes, "Hello?" He waved his hand in front of my face, "Look at me when I'm talking to you."

I forced myself to look up at him.

"Now answer me."

I swallowed hard, and took a deep breath, "We'll do it."

"You'll do what? Repeat it."

"We will work for you."

"And?"

"All profits go to you."

"Keep going."

"And will worship only you."

"Damn straight you will." He put his arm around my shoulders, making me cringe at his touch, "I can't say I'm not disappointed, I was really getting turned on by the idea of you in my bed." He leaned over and kissed my cheek, I suddenly felt dirtier now that I did when I was covered in walker blood, "It's all good though, who is to say you all won't fuck up in the future, right?"

He scoffed and suddenly walked away from me, leaving me to finally be able to breathe again.

"But really," He said, as he stood in the door frame, "Disobey me, and I will slaughter this piece of shit group."