Amy opened her eyes wide and pushed Simon back. Shock clung to her features as ahe looked him directly in the eye. "What are you doing?" She demanded.

"Be with me, Amy. You won't be just an option for me." He shook his head, "You and I could take over the damn world." Simon huffed a laugh but quickly let his smile fade. He shook his head. "Why?"

"Why.. what?"

"Why are you with him? With Negan." The name rolled off of his tongue in mild disgust. There was no attempt to hide it.

"I'm not," Amy insisted. "I'm not with him." She knew the next sentence wasn't what he would want to hear, "But I'm not with you either, Simon."

He put his hands on his hips and looked down. "I just thought for a minute.. just a minute.." Amy waited as he struggled to find the words to complete his sentence, "You're better than him. Don't stay hung up on his bullshit. Because that's what it is - just bullshit."

The two of them stared at one another for a moment with an intensity that left Amy ready to shudder. Simon's eyes were serious and black, burning into hers as he anticipated what she would say next.

Amy's emotions were tugging her in different directions. She felt bad for Simon but also a little pissed off that he kissed her. On the same note she could see that his intentions had no ill will toward her, though clearly his disdain for Negan had risen to the surface without reserve.

"I'm sorry Simon."

"Just think about your options. That's what I'm offering you here. An option."

Amy shook her head, not knowing what to say and abruptly turned to go, leaving him to stand there in defeat as she hurried around the building where the area was clear.

Drama - it was virtually nonexistent in Amy's life until now. She loved flying peacefully under the radar without the fear of baggage weighing down her choices or emotions. Now she found herself involuntarily thrown into a warped love triangle that she wanted no part of. Amy was real enough to know that it wasn't her fault for the fracture in Simon and Negan's friendship; though she acknowledged that it didn't make things any better.

I have to go, she thought to herself as she changed course and entered the building where Negan had given her a room.

Amy didn't know where she would go. There was no direction, but she was confident in her developed survival skills and will to live. Leaving the Sanctuary was something she felt she had to do even though her heart was pouding mercilessly out of her chest.

She found herself running down, skipping steps on the stairwell while simultaneously digging in the pockets of her jeans for the key to her room.

Amy's conscious mind reminded her of her self-proclaimed weakness in being impulsive at times. Still, it didn't stop her from packing up her essentials, writing a short note for Negan, loading up with as much water as possible and heading to the garage in search of the keys to the Jeep that she and Negan had stolen.

Her heart pounded as she hurried to her own sanctuary within the Sanctuary. Entering the garage gave her goosebumps, as her fondest memories lingered there. It made her heart sink as her throat grew tight when she thought of her first passionate kiss with Negan.

I love him. Amy knew that much and finally acknowledged the feeling with her her whole heart and mind. It didn't scare her like she thought, but it didn't change her mind either.

With a deep breath she reached for the Jeep keys on a key ring beside the oversized bay door. She took a moment to gaze at every corner of the garage that her eyes could see, taking mental photographs of the bittersweet space that would leave her with memories worth reminiscing on in the future. She then proceeded to load up the back seat with her belongings before whipping open the bay door and putting the car into drive.

The feel of the shifter in her hand as her foot caressed the clutch sent an emotional rush through her core. She imagined Negan sitting beside her, his deep scratchy voice humming witty jokes that made her swoon for reasons she didn't fully comprehend.

In that moment as the car idled Amy began replaying their relationship from the moment they met on the farm to their drives and silly conversation and the passion that later brewed into heartache for a man like she hadn't felt before.

"What am I doing? What am I doing?" She whispered the words aloud to herself as tears streaked her face. Leaving meant the real possibility of never seeing Negan again. Staying left her as a wedge between high ranking members of the community that was already cracked and broken.

Amy shook her head and proceeded to exit the garage. The Jeep's tires swiftly climbed over the uneven landscape as she hurled it around the corner and toward the exit.

Without allowing anyone to approach her, Amy left as quickly as she'd come. Where she intended on going? She had no idea.