Negan.. ever since maggie left him to the Croat in exchange for her son you stayed with him, you saw the Croat give Negan his bat again. You hated it. All of it. You watch Negan be cruel in public just because the Croat wanted him to.

It was killing you to see him like this. Since you loved him and loved the man he was with you and before all this.

He wasn’t the same and it hurt. It was late and Negan was just coming into your shared apartment thing that locks from the outside so you and Negan can’t leave.

You looked at him differently and that was obvious. He sits beside you. “Hey…” he murmurs with a slight frown. “Hey. I’m sorry. I don’t mean what I do out there I’m trying to get us out of here. I see you looking at me like I was.. the same monster who killed your friends but I’m not. I swear to god I’m not. I’d never do that again.” He says, gently, placing Lucille down on the table.