Sadie's POV

The darkness of that damned train car filled the air around me. Its cold, unforgiving walls that surrounded us just as clearly as if it were all really happening again.

I could feel my heart racing as the sounds of those assholes' voices could be heard approaching closer and closer to the train car.

One of them undoes that god forsaken latch on the large door as he practically throws it open, revealing that he and the fuck that he was with had a hold on Tyra who was practically quivering in their grasp until they shoved her forward, finally releasing her.

I grabbed her as she clung to me, on the verge of tears as she started to scope for Alex in the darkness.

"D-did they- ?" She whimpered.

I could hardly speak as I nodded anxiously as those fucks lingered in the doorway, trying to figure who they would take next. "Gareth too."

"Take the wife this time." One of them finally announced. "...Make her watch."

"DON'T YOU FUCKING HURT HIM!" I shrieked back, as he came towards me.

"Anymore, you mean." The other one laughed heartily.

The one who was closest to me already had a hold on my neck.

"What'll you give me in exchange if I don't?" He whispered.

It was the next sound of another door lock practically clanging open that would wake me from that nightmare…..and into another that was all too similar.

As I came to, my eyes started to make out the man who was now standing in the empty doorway of this little cell type room.

The only difference being that it had the door instead of metal bars.

I quickly sat up and began to scurry backwards towards the nearest back corner….soon realizing that my hands were tied behind my back.

"Hi…." The man greeted in an eerily familiar voice. Had I met this man before?

"...you okay?"

My dry throat, as I finally realized it to be, was definitely not helping matters.

I cleared my throat as I began to speak. "...I need some water…..."

He took a glance behind him and sat down, just a little too closely, in front of me.

"...I should introduce myself." He said. "...I wonder if you remember me from last night…...do you?"

As he did, that girl Enid's voice echoed back in my mind as I started to...vaguely recall where I'd seen him before.

"...Just….let me keep them."

His voice, just as every then as it was now. "Say please, little girl."

"...No." I finally told him instead. I wasn't about to give him anymore satisfaction than he was already clearly taking from this exchange.

"Well, I can forgive that…..last night was kind of a shitstorm." He recalled. "...I was the guy that gave the rope to the guys that tied you up. I always keep some close.

…..There's just all kinds of fun and... interesting things you can do with rope."

He chuckled at that last part, a little too satisfied with himself and whatever the hell he'd planned to do, as he started to stroke his hand up along my now bare arm.

"...So you're the infamous Sadie…" He chuckled again. "It is a pleasure…"

"I almost wish I could say the same." I whipped my arm back out of his touch. "..and don't fucking touch me."

"Hey! ...now you listen to me…." He ordered, lowering his voice again as he continued to whisper. "...now, I'll get you some water…...which is something I'm not supposed to do, but….I want you to do something for me in return…...something you're not supposed to do…."

He waited for me to humor him with some kind of response…..which I refused to give him, then tore the part of my shirt that had been in his grip when I didn't and moved is disgusting face even closer to me to whisper in my ear. "...Tell me how thirsty you are- "

He'd barely finished the sentence when I quickly shifted my legs out from under me and rammed my foot right up his crotch. "I said don't fucking touch me!"

"O-OWWW!" He hollered as he landed against the opposite corner. "Ohh shit…"

But then he chuckled, having somehow only been incapacitated temporarily, as he started to sit back up. "You know, Fighting's just gonna make it last longer…..which, for the record...is fine by me- "

We both jumped suddenly , as he was interrupted by a loud bang and the harsh tone of Negan's voice.

"DAVID!" He shouted. "What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Negan, sir- "

Negan quickly cut him off. "Do you really think I need you to answer that? I can see that you're trying to rape this woman. You were trying to rape this woman, weren't you?"

He took no time waiting for any response as David just looked back at him in fear.

"This is some unacceptable behavior. Rape is against the rules here. I wouldn't wanna be somewhere where it wasn't." He boasted, as if this most basic level of standards made him much more superior. "...Someone in charge who'd let something like that fly…..Whew! …...David, you really crossed a line here."

"I'm sorry, sir." David quickly blurted out.

The pathetic excuse for a man trembled even more when Negan whipped out a knife with an impressively large, serrated blade, and held it right in front of him.

"You know what?" Negan said, considerably calmly, as he rammed the knife sideways through David's throat. "...I do not accept your apology."

After which, he looked behind him and whistled for one of his goons who had been lingering a ways back, in the hallway.

"Hey! Get Sadie, here, a new T-shirt!"

"And my jacket back." I practically growled at him.

He glanced back again, whistling for the same man to stop. "...you heard the lady."

He chuckled as he sat down in front of me, at my level. "Damn….you are something…..still, I am sorry you had to see that….sorry about the rope too. Probably overkill, but you did cause one hell of a fracas last night! ...I have got to hand it to you though, I knew you were somethin before, but you really showed that you've got some beach ball sized lady nuts on you, comin in all kamikaze like that….again!" He chuckled again at the thought. "...still though, you must've thought it was gonna be the end, coming in on your lonesome like that. But that's not the way

it's got to go. Unh-unh, just the opposite. See, this...well, this could be the beginning."

He set his knife down on the floor in front of me before standing back up on his feet "This knife is yours now. Now, you can try to use it to take me out, but considering how your little attempt last night went down, that doesn't seem real smart.

….you can use it to slit your wrists, which would be a damn shame,

but I get it. You're obviously not on the shiny side of the street, given recent events.

You can sit there and do nothin', wait for ol' David to come back to life and eat your face, also a damn shame and kinda nuts, but hell, to each their own…..Or…...you can use that blade and stop ol' Rapey Davey from becoming Dead-Alive Rapey Davey, save yourself, join the cause…..I know what I'd do."

"What?!" I spat back at him.

"...Well, I'm a man short- I mean, you can't really call this piece of shit a man, but still, I am short, and you got those beach-ball-sized lady nuts, and I wanna harness

the heat comin' off of 'em! You can help me run this place one day, all of us together, following the rules, workin' on the same side of things. That's all this was ever about, and it still can be for you."

"In your fucking dreams." I growled as I held my glare on him

He just chuckled again at that, still clearly amused by the temporary advantage he admittedly had over me. "I'm gonna give you some time. Think about it, whatever you decide, so it shall be. No pressure…...I just want you to understand… that we are not monsters.

I shuddered as the big, metal door clanged shut and the lock clicked into place after he'd turned to leave.