[SUMMARY: Negan and Elizabeth PART TWO.] Note:...

[SUMMARY: Negan and Elizabeth PART TWO.]
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Negan and Elizabeth.

You and Negan had been hooking up for a month now every chance you’d get. No one knew. He had even begun to show disinterest in his wives, one of them who was your mother. You didn’t care the two of you were not close at all. He found himself really beginning to enjoy your company, hidden in his car, sneaking into his house at night, him sneaking in your room.
It was a rush. It had grown to be much more than just hooking up.
That day you saw Negan out as usual talking with his men but you found him staring at you. Usually you’d have no problem with that but he seemed to have some sort of off look in his eyes. Soon he got distracted and continued talking and laughing with his men. You shrugged it off knowing that night you’d see him.

It was finally dark out and everyone was in their houses. You fixed up your hair and did what you always did carefully sneaking into Negans house. You did your special knock as he quickly opened the door, he had a smile on his face but a sad look in his eyes.
“Negan.” You whispered pulling him in for a kiss, he kissed you back but quickly turned his face.
“Shit Elizabeth. You’re making this hard.” He whispered before turning his back to you and walking away. You looked at him confused.
“W-what are you talking about?”
He sighed sitting back on his bed and rubbed his face.
“We…we can’t do this anymore.” He couldn’t look at you in the eye.
“What do you mean?” You chuckled confused at his words.
“This. Us fucking all the time and being together we can’t.” You felt your heart slightly sink.
“Wh-why not?” You asked with a frown.
“Elizabeth..you’re fucking 23 years old…I’m not for you…this shit…it’s gotta stop.”
“Negan…” You sat beside him.
“You know my age isn’t a problem.” You began to tease him sliding your hand up his thigh and rubbed his crotch.
“We’ve been fine together.”
“Elizabeth..” He whispered feeling himself getting aroused.
“Come on.” You climbed up on him straddling him.
“Elizabeth no..” He shook his head as you began to kiss him.
“Elizabeth God dammit!” He yelled taking hold of your waist tightly and carrying you off him.
“Shit.” He stood up angrily.
“Negan…” You sat looking down feeling stupid.
“Your mother is one of my wives. For gods sake, FUCK!” He yelled at you.
“Fuck them! They don’t give a shit about you and you don’t give a shit about them!”
“Lower your fucking voice.” He snapped back.
“I don’t give a shit. Let them hear me!” You rolled your eyes.
“Screw you Negan!” You yelled walking off and slamming his door.

Crying you pushed the door open to your room and lay in bed.
You hated men.
Why did they have to be so damn complicated.
Negan felt guilty, he didn’t want to break things off with you but he felt he had to.
The next day you avoided Negan, doing what you usually did around the compound. You were upset when Dwight took notice.
“You alright Elizabeth?” He asked standing across from you.
“Hm?” You asked taken off guard.
“Are you alright?” He asked with a chuckle.
“Oh yeah. I’m fine. Just didn’t sleep at night.” You laughed.
“Let me help you with that.” He began to help you stock some boxes in a car. Negan quickly noticed from afar.
“Thanks Dwight.” You smiled as everything was finished fast thanks to him.

A few weeks had passed and you and Dwight had grown to be in a relationship. You didn’t really want this but you were lonely and hurt. You cared for Negan, more than anything..but what could you do.
That night you had slept with Dwight, it meant nothing to you. All you could think about was Negan. But you continued reminding yourself he left you.

Little did you know Negan felt the sting at the sight of you leaving Dwights room in the morning. He became angry and treated Dwight like shit without letting you see.

Negan couldn’t take it anymore, his thoughts getting the best of him. Imagining Dwights hands touching your body, him making you moan.
“Ah!” He slammed his fist down on his dresser hard and didn’t care anymore what anyone else thought. He wanted you back.

After you slept with Dwight he began to act strange with you that same week, almost as if he was avoiding you. That night you were missing Negan more than ever. You were feeling alone so you decided you’d surprise Dwight in his room but when you got close to his door you heard a woman screaming in pleasure. You pushed the door open to find one of the women on top of Dwight naked. You scoffed.
“Wow Dwight.” You crossed your arms not exactly hurt by Dwight being with another woman, just annoyed at men in general. You didn’t care for this guy.
“Oh god.” Dwight rolled his eyes.
“Just go…you were too easy to fool.” Your heart sunk at his words. Not because you cared for him but what woman wants to feel used then made feel horrible for it.
“Excuse you?” You responded.
“Elizabeth…you’re not exactly a great catch. You’re not the sharpest knife in the drawer.” He laughed.
“I know a lonely sad bitch when I see one.” You couldn’t believe his words. He took advantage of your vulnerability and used you like if you were nothing. His words made you feel more horrible than you already had been feeling. The woman on top of him began to laugh.
“Close the door honey.” The two continued to laugh making you feel crushed.
You ran off crying with your face in your hands when Negan was walking your way on his way to speak to you.
“Elizabeth..” He muttered as you ran by going to your room and slamming the door shut.
He looked at Dwights door angrily but took off to yours and opened it without knocking.
“Elizabeth what is it?” He asked kneeling down to you as you sat crying on the bed.
You shook your head not wanting to talk.
“What did he do? Did he touch you? Tell me God dammit! I’ll kill him!” He was angry and he was going to get to the bottom of this.
“No.” You cried sniffling.
“He…he just used me to sleep with me.” Negan winced at the image coming to his mind.
“Now he’s there with someone else, made me feel horrible.” You rolled your eyes brushing the tears off your cheeks. Negan looked at you pissed that a man could intentionally hurt a good woman.
His woman.
He quickly stood up and stormed off.
“Where are you going?!” You stood up confused but he was gone.

Negan burst into Dwights room scaring the life out of him. He pushed the lady on the floor and pulled him off the bed.
“Put on some fucking clothes now.” Negan ordered him, Dwight nervously took his jeans putting them on before Negan dragged him out of the room.
“What’s going on?” One of Negans other men ran up to them confused.
“Get the iron ready.” Negan muttered coldly making Dwight panic.
“Iron?!!! What are you talking about man?” Dwight asked desperately. He’s seen Negan use his iron.
It had to be one of the most excruciating things he’s done to hurt people.

He pulled Dwight by his hair close to the iron and leaned his head on the table.
“What the hell are you doing this for man?!” Dwight asked with a shaky voice.
“Negan!” You suddenly came in screaming at the sight.
“W-what are you doing?!” You asked confused.
“You see this woman here?” Negan asked Dwight in his ear pointing at you.
“Y-yea.” Dwight shook in fear.
“She’s a good fucking woman. Too good of a woman to be played by a piece of shit like you.” Without warning Negan took the iron and burned Dwights face leaving him to yell in agony.
You covered your mouth in shock as smoke came out of his face, you couldn’t take the sight and ran off.

You sat alone in your room when Negan appeared out of breath.
“I know that for some fucking reason I’ll never understand..that you care about that asshole. But it had to be done.”
You looked up at him a bit confused.
“Oh Negan…I don’t care about him. I don’t care if he slept with every woman here.” He frowned looking down at you as he stepped closer.
“He just…he made me feel so worthless and stupid. He took advantage that I was lonely…and sad. Sad over you!” You punched him in the chest.
He still didn’t say a word but carefully listened.
“And then you didn’t want me…I mean why would you right? All those wives and I’m such an idiot who lets a loser use them and-” You cried when Negan abruptly pulled you in and kissed you hard cutting you off.
“Mmm!” You yelled in shock as he continued to kiss you.
You missed the feel of his lips so much and kissed him back.
“I don’t fucking want any of those women.” He gasped his lips an inch away from yours.
“I never stopped wanting you Elizabeth. Shit…shit got complicated.”
“It doesn’t have to be.” You whispered back.
“Oh….I know baby…I know.” He muttered kissing your soft lips.

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