You were the child of an Alexandrian, but of course, you had a scar on your face. From a previous attack, which is why you always covered it with an bandage, and your strength was honestly impressive!

And when the Saviors started invading Alexandria, Negan met you and thought your toughness and perseverance at such a young age were amazing, which is why he was much kinder to yourself than to others. He even let you carry Lucille, his bat!

While his men looted what was “his” share, Negan made you lunch, or rambled, or taught you how to kill walkers! Although you would never have liked spending time with him.

But today, when the two of you met at The Sanctuary, which you were forced to go to, you found yourself sitting across from him, until Negan asked you to take off that bandage.

“Do you really want to piss me off?” Negan’s face tightened slightly in frustration until you agreed and slowly began to remove the bandage. He just smiled smugly and encouraged you with a soft ’Almost there!’ Your hair was covering it, to which Negan asked you to move it.

It was humiliating for you; the scar was embarrassing. “CHRIST! That’s gross, no wonder you covered up. Have you seen it? I mean—have you looked in the mirror? That is gross as hell! I want to touch it. Oh, come on. Can I touch it? I can see everything!” Negan said mockingly. He was about to continue his monologue until he saw your trembling lip and the tears spilling from your eyes, was this guilt? “Look- It’s easy to forget that you’re... just a kid” Negan said softly, he no longer had that mocking smile, he really didn’t want to hurt you