Rosita Espinosa

Imagine going on a supply run and coming across a Saviour

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"This is is," Rosita muttered, turning to look at the large warehouse in front of the two of you. You scanned the building, a bad feeling settling in your gut.

"Let's be quick!" You said, immediately going towards the doors, putting your ear against the window, listening for any sounds. "It's quiet."

Rosita frowned, "Be careful, be quiet and be alert." You nodded and the two of you entered the warehouse.

"Woah," you whispered upon seeing the many shelves stocked with supplies. "We hit the jackpot."

Rosita gave you a cheeky smile. "I told you." You rolled your eyes, muttering a 'whatever' at her making her laugh. "Come on, let's see what we can find."

The two of you decided to split up, heading in different directions. You scanned the shelves, finding nothing of use until you spotted the radios. Recently your radios had started to malfunction and it was making it harder to communicate with the group when outside the walls.

You picked up a couple of radios, shoving them into your trusty backpack and continued searching the warehouse. You found some more useful items such as tape, rope, tools, cloths, you never know when you need to make a makeshift bandage, and some gloves. You hoped Rosita had more luck than you did.

You had decided to join Rosita, the feeling in your gut growing worse quickly.

"Rosita!" You yelled. "Where are you?"

"In the food isle!"

"Where's that?" You asked, looking around, trying to find any sign that could point you in the right direction.

"Over here!"

You sighed, quickly figuring out that she wasn't going to be helpful. You wandered around the warehouse, listening closely for any noise, trying to find your partner.

As you approached a corner, you heard talking and you stopped. You didn't recognise the voice making you panic slightly. You held your breath, hoping that the person wouldn't walk your way but unfortunately for you, they did.

"Well, well, Well," The man before you spoke. "Whats a pretty lady like you doing here all alone?"

You stayed silent which angered the man. Behind him you could see Rosita, she had a finger to her lips telling you to stay quiet.

"Well?" The man said, anger lacing his voice. "I asked you a question so I expect a fucking answer!"

You watched as Rosita disappeared down one isle and you wondered where she was going.

"Do you know who I am?" He grinned evilly at you, taking a step forward and you took a step back on instinct. "I think I should tell you who I am, then maybe you'll recognise me."

Rosita appeared once again, some sort of weapon in her hands. She held up her hand, lifting up three fingers, then two, then one and then she pointed to the side. You nodded, understanding what she was telling you.

"Listen carefully, okay?" The man continued. "My name is Negan and you, my pretty little lady, belong to Negan now."

Rosita held up her fingers and you waited for the signal to run.

"Hey!" The man yelled. "Where are you-"

"Hey asshole!"

You heard an explosion and heat suddenly surrounded your entire body. You ducked to the floor, your hands covering your head and you closed your eyes.

You waited for a couple of minutes, before getting up and turning around. Your eyes widened at the sight as hundreds of little pieces of flesh littered the floor.

"You okay?" You jumped and looked at Rosita before nodding.

"Yeah, thanks."

She nodded and looked at the floor before looking back at you. "He deserved it anyway."

"Where did you find that?" You asked, implying about the rocket launcher.

Rosita shrugged. "I just found it."

You shook your head, a playful smile resting on your lips. "Thank you, again."

Rosita returned your smile. "Anything for you."