As i said. This part i just made up for fun. All credit goes to AMC's The Walking Dead. I only made up Ashley. This was inspired by the episode Sing me a song. Season 7 episode 7.

~Ashley's Pov~

I woke up in a big bed. There was a huge wall of windows. The sun was setting. I've been out for a while... Everything was blurry. I looked around but my vision was still blurry, i blinked a few times trying to see clearly. Last thing i remember is someone hitting me behind my head. Michael grabbing me. I was trying to get away from him but things went bad..

I was able to make out to see someone sitting on a couch. This was a really big room... I don't know where i was... I got my vision back. It was no longer blurry, I sat up and brought my hand to my head. "Good. You're awake" I heard a voice. A voice too familiar. It gave me chills... I looked over to see it was Negan...

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "It's Ashley right? Daryl Dixon's little sister?" He asked looking at me. I nodded the slightest bit. I felt a stinging sensation on my neck. I brought my hand up to my neck and felt something. I got out of the bed and walked to the big mirror on the wall not really caring about Negan at the moment... I saw a white bandage. I ripped it off and saw a cut.

I brought my fingers up to it and touched it. Michael, he hurt me. I took my hand off the cut and looked down at the bandage that was soaked with a little blood from the cut. I folded it and placed it in my pocket. I walked back to the bed and sat down slowly.

I looked at Negan. "Michael told me you talked back to him. Said you threatened my men" He said. I looked at him. "And you believe him?" I asked him tilting my head. He looked at me and tilted his head shocked. Probably that i talked back. "No. Not really. now why don't you tell me what really happened" He said pointing at the chair. I walked over and sat down slowly looking at him. He got comfortable. I sighed a little. "He was looking for Daryl back in Alexandria with your men. He said you wanted me. He put his hands on me again...." I said slowly and looked down.

"again?" he asked. I nodded. "Well tell me" He said. I looked at him. "He's an abusive man. That's all I'm telling you." I said looking him in the eyes. Not afraid. "And how do you expect me to believe that?" he asked. "No. Because you didn't go though it. I did." I said. "Do you have proof?" He asked. "Yes." I said. He just looked at me. "I'm not showing you." I said looking at him and shaking my head. "Alright-" He said sitting up straight. "-How about this. You show me and i take you home." He said looking at me. "Promise me." I said.

"Promise? Oh I don't do promises sweetheart." He said. "Fine. Give me your word. I'll go back. No one follows me. I want my knife back. Only way I'll show you." I said. He smiled and sucked on his teeth. "Fine." he said. I took off my flannel and tied it around my waist covering my butt. I turned around. I hesitated for a bit. Daryl, Merle and I all had whip scars from our father... from Michael. Since i was wearing a black crop top long sleeve it was enough to show my scars just a little.... I hated showing my scars. I hated it.

My scars are the thing i hate about me. About my body. Other than that i wasn't insecure about anything else. Just my scars. I untied my flannel from my waist and put it back on. I looked at Negan with tears in my eyes. He looked at me for a while and picked up Lucielle. "You've been through a lot haven't you kid?" He asked. I didn't answer because he knew the answer. He saw it.

He pointed the bat at the door and we took off... Now to think about it. I haven't showed Carl my scars either. I know he's seen bit's of my scars but not all of them. We walked around and I noticed that everyone kneels to him. Like he's some sort of god... We passed by Michael and he also kneeled. Not looking at me but i felt the tension. It was weird looking at him like this. Michael was never under control. But it felt good to see that he was on a leash when Negan was around.

We reached a building. He opened the door and we walked in. It was an armory. There was so many weapons it was insane... "Get your knife" Negan said. I walked to the table where all the knifes were and I spotted mine. I picked it up "Take a gun." He said. I furrowed my eyebrows confused and I looked at him. "Take a gun. I don't want you getting hurt or dying out there. Take one before i change my mind kid.." He said.

I looked around and finally saw the pistols. I saw Daryl's Crossbow too... "You don't happen to know where Daryl is do you now." He asked. I walked over and saw The pistol they took away from me when they first came over and took all of our guns. "No... I haven't seen him since you took him." I said. I noticed that they carved something on it. It was a bat wrapped around what i was guessing Barbed wire.. Lucille. I went back to him. "What did you do to him?" I asked him with tears in my eyes. Wanting him to believe me that i didn't know where Daryl was.. "I can't tell you because i didn't see what they did to him." He said. As he locked the door i was thinking. "Is that the gun you want." He said. I nodded. Should i say thank you? After all he did save me from my father...

"Thank you Negan..." I said quietly looking at him. He put the key away and looked at me with a smile. "You're welcome." He said. We started to walk. "You know i didn't order them to get you." He said. "You didn't?" I asked softly. "No. That was Michael. Simon just follows." He said. We kept walking. "Look kid. I know i kept my word but it's getting dark.. Do you know your way back?" He asked. I looked forward confused. He sounded a little confused. "Yes, I know my way back" I said. "You sure you don't want anyone going with you" He asked. "No... I know how to defend myself.. Thank you for the offer" I said. He nodded and reached the front gate to where i saw many people with huge guns. "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! you're not letting her go are you?" Michael asked.

"Yes i am." Negan said. "Is that a problem Michael?" I asked. "You can't go." He said walking up to me. "Why not?" I asked looking at him angry. "Because you can't." He said grabbing my arm. "Don't touch me." I said pussing him off me. He came back to me. I reached for my knife. Not my gun but my knife. I wanted to show Negan and the rest i don't want any more trouble...

I just looked at Michael. "Do not take one more Step Michael!" Negan said. Michael stopped walking and looked at me. I'm pretty sure some of the people here know what's going on between Michael and I. "Step away from the girl." He said. I looked at Michael slightly scared. He backed away a little. I removed my hand from my knife and walked through his walls and started walking back to alexandria... I knew my way back. He was right. It's getting dark and it took a while to get back on foot. I saw how we got here and I'm heading back. Hopefully i won't run into any trouble on my way back.

~Arriving to Alexandria~

It was really dark now. But i saw the gates now. On my way here. I thought about what happened. About Me showing Negan my scars which i hated more than ever. About Michael putting his hands on me. Him hurting me. It brought back a lot of bad memories. I knew that we didn't have a chance against Negan's group. I knew that we weren't gonna win this. Not alone. I knocked on the door. A code knock. I didn't want to talk or whistle. The door opened.

I saw Carl there. "Ashley" He said. I walked in and I looked at Carl. My eyes were glossy. "Are you okay?" He asked looking at the cut on my neck. I shook my head. "no" I whispered. He furrowed his eyebrows sadly and pulled me in for a hug. He held me close. I closed my eyes and hugged back slowly. I buried my face in his shoulder. He kissed my head. I felt a hand on my back. Carl held me close to him.