Break Me |✧Negan 🍯

In Place Of A Bludgeoning

"What have I told you two sorry fucks before? And before that? You stupid or just fuckin' ignorant?! You break it you buy it! So DON'T break my fuckin' merchandise, help the lady up!".

Calloused hands raised you up. "Oh, you fuckers...Good one you chimps, your so big-throwing me around when I'm fucking exhausted". You groaned through your blood stained teeth, it hurt to talk and you were sure it had split your lip and knocked your teeth lose. Your vision was blurred but an unmistakable figure, with its swaggering gait and sizeable frame walked towards you.

Negan's approach made the two men stand straighter and tense. You straightened your back and narrowed your eyes, lifting your face towards his as your bloody lips sneered. You wanted this fucker so bad, you lunged towards him but the men held you back.

"Want to tell me what all that was a fuckin bout'? Richard? Morton? Tell me why you thought it was okay to throw my shit around and rip into her like Tiny Tim on a Christmas fuckin' Turkey? Negan asked, his voice dark and authoritative, whiskey and cigarette cured whilst giving them a hard stare.

The two men gave each other nervous glances. "Negan, Sir, S-She" they began. You could hear the apprehension in their voice and it made you scoff, you loved watching them squirm.

"Spit. It. The. Fuck. Out" Negan replied, his voice dropping a dangerous octave and his head cocking to the side, his dark eyes lighting up in expectancy.

"She was acting like a crazy bitch, she tried t-t-to" The man stuttered, taking a step back from Negan who took another towards him.

"She attacked us, disrespected the memory of our men in that outpost. She must have been part of it, sir" The other man interjected, attempting to put on his best big boy voice.

Their sudden lack of balls made you laugh and you couldn't help but shoot an insult their way.

"You bunch of fucking pussies, you hit like a pair of girls! Leave your balls on Negan's mantle? Hmm? And as for your friends...They didn't feel a thing, my knife was VERY sharp" You barked, wiping your nose on your shoulder and spitting at Negans feet.

A deep laugh sounded from his chest, provoking your anger further.

"And you! The fuck you laughin' at?" You shot at him, your voice trying its best sound intimidating while locking eyes with him.

"I don't belong to you...Not like these little bitches here. Where ya keep your spare diapers?! Oh...That's what your buddies said, ain't that ironic?" You spitballed, grinning at Negan like a Cheshire cat and raising an eyebrow for him to answer.

You heard the two stooges beside you gasp as their heads snapped towards you at the same time. Negan slowly turned his head to look down at you from his nose, a slow grin starting at the corner of his lips, his white teeth showing and his eyebrows raised.

You tried your best to look predatory, but secretly you tensed, waiting for a backhander. But it was a blow that never came. After taking a few dramatized steps back and putting his hands up in surrender, he leaned them on his hips and laughed, his broad shoulders vibrating. This incensed the rest of the fifty or so men to chuckle at first, then laugh along freely.

"Damn, girl! You really fuckin' surprise me...You just took one hell of a whack to that pretty little face of yours and you're still comin' back for more...Hot damn...But I gotta say...Tryin' to look so intimidating right now...It's god damn adorable! It's the kind of thing that just tickles my balls". Negan patronized with a deep chuckle, wiping tears away from the corner of his almond-shaped eyes.