It's been a fucking week. One week since Glenn and Abraham died. One week since He took Daryl away. And one fucking week since he made dad his bitch.

I walked to the gate to open it for Rosita and Eugene but I stopped when I saw a shadow behind the gate.

The shadow had a bat over his shoulder in his hand.

Eugene got out of the car.

Me " open it"

He opened it and Negan stood there Like he was the king.

Behind him were 3 or 5 trucks.

He looked at me and smirked .

A walker came out behind him and he killed it with his bat.

He smirked at me " What? No thank you kiss for saving your pretty little ass?"

Dad showed up behind me.

Negan " all right, everybody. Let's get started"

I looked to the side and saw 2 duzen of Negan's guys standing there.

I saw Dwight with the Crossbow and my man standing behind him.

Daryl looked beaten up. Had a blue eye and few cuts.

He was wearing a sweatpants and a sweatshirt with a big red A on it.

I went for him but Dad held me back by my hand.

Negan " hey, Rick, you see that, what I just did? That is a service!"

I looked at Daryl.

He was crying quietly.

I wanted to shove Lucille up Negan's ass so badly.

He didn't even look at me or dad.

Negan smirked and walked inside.

He gave Lucille to dad " hold this"

Then stopped after a few steps and turned to us " hot diggity dog! This place is magnificent! An embarrassment of riches, as they say. Yes, sir, I do believe you gonna have plenty to offer up."

Dad and I looked at Daryl.

Dad " hey, Daryl--"

Negan shook his head " no. Nope. No. He's the help. You don't look at him, you don't talk to him, and i don't make you chop anything off of him."

Dad and I looked away.

Rosita grabbed my hand and smiled at me softly.

Negan " all right, let's get this show on the road. See what kind of goodies you got in the cupboard. "

Dad " we took aside half of supplies "

Negan took his bat back " No, Rick. No. You don't decide what we take. I do. Arat. "

Arat" you heard the man. Move out!"

His men started to walk through Alexandria.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I turned around and saw Dwight.

I pushed his hand off my shoulder " do not touch me"

Dwight smirked " don't be bitchy, Kendall. Go get me Daryl's bike."

I shook my head " It's not here, shithead"

He smirked and put a strand of my hair behind my ear " you know where it is. Go and bring it to me"

I slapped his hand away " The hell do you think you are? don't touch me. "

Suddenly Negan showed up next to me with Lucille over his shoulders and smirked " no. No. No. No. No. when a beauty like her tells you not to touch her. Then you listen to her. "

Dwight's smirk dropped " i-i just wanted her to get me the bike "

Negan growled " Then go get it yourself."

Dwight nodded scared and walked away.

Negan turned to me smirking.

I raised an eyebrow at him " what?"

Negan pretended to be hurt " no ' thank you' ?"

Me " for what? for beating up my man?"

Then I walked away.

I saw that his people were carrying the furniture out of the houses and into the trucks.

I saw Daryl, Dad, Father Gabriel and Negan standing by the Graves. I walked to them. Negan was looking at Maggie's fake grave.

Negan " musst really suck. Number one? That was on me. No choice there. Lessons had to be learned. But number two? That didn't need to help ensure. Daryl, there, he forced my hand. Probably put her right on her back, huh?. Damn. I was gonna ask her to come back with me. Oh, I know what you're thinking. How could I have a shot, a guy who beaten up her boyfriend. You'd be surprised. Boy, people, they--"

Suddenly we heard a gunshot. I ran to that direction. It came from the infirmary . I ran inside.

Carl pointed the gun at two men.

Me " Put it down, bro. Now"

Carl shook his head " no. He's taking all of our medicine. They said only half our stuff"

Negan and Dad walked Inside.

Negan " of course. Oh-ho. Really, kid? "

Carl snapped " and you should go. Before you find out how dangerous we really Are. "

Negan " well, pardon me, young man. Excuse the shit out of my goddamn French, but did you just threaten me?. Look, I get threatening Davey here, but I can't have it. Not him, not me."

I put a hand over the gun " put it down, bro. Please"

Negan " Don't interrupt here, beautiful. We are having a conversation here. Now, boy, where were we? Oh yeah. Your giant, man-sized balls. No threatening us. Listen, I like you, so I don't want to go hard proving a point here. You don't want that. I said half your shit, and half is what just day it is. I'm serious. Do you want me to prove how serious? Again?"

Carl sighed and put the gun down. He gave it to dad but Negan took his from dad.

Negan " you know, Rick, this whole thing reminds me that you have a lot of guns. There's all the guns you took from my outpost when you wasted all my people with a shit-ton of your own guns, and I'm betting there's even more, wich adds up to an absolute ass-load of guns, and this little emotional outburst just made crystal clear...I can't allow that."

Dad glared at Carl.

Negan " they're all mine now. So tell me, Rick, where are my guns?"

Dad lead them to our guns.

I looked at Carl " thank you, Carl "

I walked out and into my house and into my room.

Two guys were standing there looking through my stuff.

I yelled " Get the hell out of my fucking room! ! "

They smirked at me. I raised and eyebrow at them.

Then I grabbed one of his hands and shoved him out and threw him out on the street.

The other man came out.

Man " listen here, your little bit-"

I punched him across the face, making him fall back to the ground.

Dad had our people called to church for something.

The man raised a hand at me but got stopped by a bat.

And again. It was Negan.

Negan " how many times do I have to safe your hot ass, princess ?"

I cringed at his nickname.

I looked him dead in the eyes " your men were going through my stuff, including my clothes. I thought your guys were Men and not some dirty pervs "

Negan eyed me " can you blame them? I mean look at you. "

I rolled my eyes.

Negan " Where did you learn a right hook like that?"

Me " None of your business. "

He had this look in his eyes.

Me "Are you done taking our stuff'?"

Olivia, Dad and Gabriel came.

Negan "What you got for me, Rick?"

Dad handed him a bag full of guns.

Negan began to chuckle "Well, would you look at that?. They were here after all. Funny how little "Holy shit! Somebody's gonna die!" lights a fire under everybody's ass!"

He looked at Olivia "So, tell me, Rick, wich one of your fine folks almost cost Olivia the rest of her days?"

Dad shook his head "it doesn't matter anymore"

Negan "no, it matters. See, you need to get everybody on board. Everybody. Or...we just go back to square one"