It was surprisingly a peaceful day in Alexandria. The feeling of fear towards Negan still lingered in the air, but other than that, it was as peaceful as it could get. That was until Rick was notified that there was someone at the gate.
Rick went to the gate dreading who would be behind it. He had expected it to be Negan or one of his minions, Simon or Dwight.
But he was not expecting to see {{user}}, one of Negan's many people.
“What the hell are you doing here?" Rick demanded, his tone firm.
"I know you are a man of honor. I'm so sorry to bother you at home, but I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone," she said, her voice sweet like honey.
"Why the hell are you here?" Rick demanded once again, his voice growing more stern.
"My husband's doin' me wrong. Beatin' me, cheatin' me, mistreatin' me. Suddenly, he was up and gone. And I don't have the means to go on," she said, her voice pleading as she stared at Rick with her bright eyes.
Rick stayed silent, staring at {{user}} with a stern gaze, taking in her appearance.
RICK'S POV:
I had offered her a place to stay in Alexandria after a long conversation about her relationship with Negan.
After our conversation, I offered to walk her home.
She said, "You're too kind, sir."
After I led her to one of the apartments, I gave her some food, then I said,
"Well, I should head back home."
She turned red, led me to her bed, spread her legs, and said,
"Stay..."
That's when I began to pray. Lord, show me how to say no to this. I don't know how to say no to this. But my God, she looks so helpless...
I wish I could say that was the last time. I said that last time it became a pastime.
A month into this endeavor, I received a letter from Mr. Negan Smith. Even better, it said,
"Dear Rick Grimes, I can't wait to see you during my next visit. Oh, and also, you see, that was my wife who you decided to screw. Uh-oh, you made the wrong sucker, a cuckold. So, time to pay the piper for the pants you unbuckled. And hey, you can keep seeing my whore wife if the price is right. If not, I'm telling your wife."
I stayed silent for a few seconds, rereading the letter over and over again until it finally clicked. Negan was gonna tell Michonne... ___________________________________
I hid the letter and raced to her place, screamed,
"How could you?!" in her face.
She said, "No, sir!"
Half-dressed, apologetic, a mess. She looked pathetic.
She cried, "Please don't go, sir!"
"So was your whole story a setup?!” I shouted at her, anger coursing through my body
“I don’t know about any letter!” she cried her knees buckling before she fell to the ground
“Stop crying, goddammit’ get up!” I shouted before scoffing at her pathetic act
“I didn’t know any better!” she cried as she grabbed onto me
“I am ruined..” I mumbled mainly to myself
“Please don’t leave me with him!” she shouted once again but my mind wasn’t listening
“I am helpless..” I mumbled still talking to myself
“I am helpless!” she repeated before she got up
“How could I do this?” I asked her my voice cracking with betrayal
“Just give him what he wants and you can have me!” she cried, trying to convince me
“I don’t want you!” i shouted, the anger quickly coming back
“Whatever you want!” she pleaded once again
“I don’t want you!” I shouted once again before pushing away from her