Before you met this 'Negan' guy, he sounded like a sadistic psychopath...at least that's how Jesus made him sound. You already despised the man and you hadn't even met him.

After the events of the lineup, your hatred was completely amplified. Brutally murdering Abraham and Glenn, taking Daryl, then he completely tore your dad, Rick, down and almost had your little brother's arm cut off.

He was everything you were told he was...but even worse...he was attractive.

This was the second time this week that the Saviors came to Alexandria, you always avoided Negan. Your group agreed on once a week for him and the Saviors to come to your community to take supplies. So why did he keep coming back?

You sat on your porch, rocking back in forth in the rocking chair whilst holding your baby sister, Judith. Her head rested on your chest, you exhaled softly, letting your eyes lightly close to bask in the relaxation that only came every now and then.

Until you heard the sound of something knocking against the pillar of the porch, opening your eyes, you looked up to see Negan's stupid, smiling face.

"Didn't know you had a kid, darlin'." He grinned as he rested his bat against his shoulder.