I quickly cleaned up the room before Negan could arrive. I got myself ready just how he likes it and sat down on the sofa.
After a few minutes the door opens revealing Negan at the door. He smirks and starts taking off his leather jacket.
"Wait, Negan I like your jacket leave it on please?"
"Well well. Anything to please my darling" says Negan putting back the jacket.
"Thank you"
He heads over to me and lays me down. He puts my hands up and starts undressing me.
Shit I forgot to put on makeup on my bruises.
"WHAT IS THIS?! Didn't I simply told you to put shit on those?" yelled Negan slapping me
"S-sorry Negan I forgot"
"Well no shit" said Negan grabbing me from my hair.
I choke back tears and stay quiet. This is my life. If I didn't do this Daryl would not be alive.
He started hitting me. Leaving bruises to appear the next day.
He finally stops and he sits down.
"Look what you made me do. Go clean yourself and come back" ordered Negan not looking at me
"Y-yes sir"
Please Daryl.. Save me.