Mine

HE KNOWS MY NAME

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Chapter warnings here are some filthy Negan mouth so if you are sensitive to that you may wanna not go any farther. 😊

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I wake up to a pounding on my front door. Oh shit shit shit I fell asleep not meaning to. I run to the front door and open it to reveal a annoyed looking Carol.

"Oh my God Carol I'm so sorry I sat down and the next thing I know I was passed out I must have been tired. I really am sorry." I stammer.

Carol nods towards her hands and she has a plate I'm assuming for Negan. "It's fine but you are about an hour late. Not that I care if he gets fed per say but we do have to maintain a schedule here and the food is already cold". She hands the plate to me and starts to walk away.

I follow her down my stairs after shutting my front door. "Yes Carol it won't happen again really I never do that I...."

She interrupts me as I'm babbling on with excuses, "I know Ivy. We all do it no biggie". She gives me a forced smile. I'm not sure Carol likes me that much. She always has either been really short at talking to me or just gives me bad looks from across the room.

I make my way to the building that houses Negan's cell.

There was nobody guarding the door right now. I let myself in and go down the stairs. I get to the bottom and my heart is already pounding in my ears. The tray in my hand is shaking as I slowly walk up to the bars. Negan is laying there sleeping. Well maybe this is gonna turn out great. I can slip this tray under the bars and run right back up the stairs and not have to wake him. Whew this is gonna be so easy if he doesn't hear me.

I bend down and slip the tray under the bars and I get up to turn and walk away. Then it happened....

"Were you trying to sneak outta here without me knowing darlin?" A low growl comes from the corner of the cell.

My breath immediately hitches in my throat. FUCK! I stop in my tracks and stammer, "N...nno...I just didn't wanna wake you is all."

The most sinister evil sounding laugh comes from deep in his belly. "Whatever you say princess. Why don't you stay for a bit and let's have a friendly conversation?"

I turn around towards him but I stand in place. By now Negan is sitting on the side of his cot waiting on me to answer. "I'm not sure that would be wise considering they wait on me to come back out."

He snickers again in that low growl he always does, "Well damn it's just a friendly conversation, nothing more. I mean there are bars between us so it's not like I'm going to attack you sweetheart." I can hear the grin on his face, "Unless, you wanted me to that is."

I felt a shiver go down my spine and a warmth spread through my belly. I walk closer to the bars even though this is probably a horrible idea. "Okay" is all I managed to squeak out.

"Well look at you being a little rebel" he says. "How about you try to tell me your name again princess?"

I look at his face. It's very dark down here and it's hard to see him but I can make out those huge intoxicating eyes. "It's Ivy".

"Hmmmm you don't hear that one everyday. It suits you" he states.

"How do you know if it suits me? You don't even know me yet." I say.

"Ohhhhhh I know more about you than you think darlin." He smiles a Cheshire grin.

"I highly doubt that." Knowing I haven't been down here but twice. "I have only brought your food two times Negan."

"Oh but I do. I know how I'm effecting you. I can see you tensing up and turning red. I see the shaking in your hands and knees. Also, I can tell every time I speak you squeeze your thighs together and I bet the heat pools in your panties." He says then slowly stands up but stays near his bed.

My breathing picks up and I feel like pins and needles are stabbing me all over my body. This man is turning my body into a jolt of electricity and all he has done is say a few sentences. No! I can't let him do this to me.

"Negan! You can't just say shit like that what the hell!" I yell at him. I back up a few steps before he gets in the last word....

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. Don't worry I won't touch you til you want me to and trust me that day will come. Now run along before someone gets worried that the big bad has devoured you." He laughs and walks up to the bars and grabs onto them and I can see his full form now. This man is intimidating to say the least.

I have no words after that. I take off up the stairs as fast as I can and slam the door once I'm out.

I run down the stairs and I realize I need to act normal before people start wondering what the hell is up with me. I walk over to my porch and sit on the steps trying to pull myself back together. I think about Negan and why I'm like this around him. Could I ever be with a man that did what he did? People wouldn't accept that...would they? Not to say that I would be a couple or anything but I do wonder what it would feel like to kiss those lips. Oh my God Ivy knock it off! I tell myself.

The sun is setting now and everything is a shade of orange and red. I love sunsets. Nighttime was always my time. I'm nowhere near a morning person. Especially now that I know I have to wake up and face bringing Negan's meals to him. I can do this! I am not gonna let him keep bothering me like that. I sigh. Who am I kidding. He has already gotten deep into my head.  Maybe after breakfast in the morning I should go outside the gates and kill a few walkers and maybe hunt.

I stand and head back into my house and lock the door for the night. I head up the stairs and lay across my bed. Still deep in thought I drift off once again with thoughts of the man that's eager to get to me in the basement.