Chapter 6: Find Me In a Fix
Andy pulled on her combat boots and laced them carefully, yet quickly. Negan usually came back from a run at sundown and the sun was setting into a scorching purple. Andy slowly left their room and locked it behind her. Of course as her luck would have it, she saw her tall and insanely gorgeous lover walking up the winding stairs. He smiled at her with Lucille behind his shoulder.
"Hey beautiful. Where ya goin'?" He said with a devilish grin that made her weak at the knees as he stood in front of her. Andy tried her best to lie.
"I am just gonna go to the mess hall. I am starving." Andy said as she shoved her hands in her back jean pockets. Negan eyed her for a second and then shrugged.
"Alright. Don't be too long." He said as he winked at her and laid a hand on her abs. He kissed her hard and then skipped off into their quarters. Andy hated lying to him but she had to know what this other group was up to and why Negan was so hell bent on keeping her out of it. Andy peaked around the corner of the second main house porch and saw Sherry and Dwight talking.
"What are you thinking, Dwight?! This is kidnapping! You know they will be coming for him. It will be a full on war!" Sherry cried. Dwight sighed and sat her down on the porch swing.
"Sherry, I am handling it. Negan put me in charge of him, I will make sure nothing happens to him. For the most part. I mean, we have to make an example outta him! I have no choice!" Dwight yelled into a whisper.
"Why can't we just leave? We can get out of here and leave all of this behind. Start a life of our own somewhere. Without Negan and his orders." Sherry pleaded.
"We can't Sherry. You don't know what it's like out there! It's not the world you knew. I don't know that I could take care of you without this. Truth be told, we need him. We need Negan." Dwight said as Shelly put her head in her hands.
"Okay. Fine." Sherry said as she stormed off. So Andy knew one thing. Dwight and Negan were holding someone hostage. She knew exactly where they would be keeping this person. Andy headed towards the back building and snuck inside. The concrete walls gave off a cold draft that gave Andy chills. She scaled the quarters until she came across a room that suspiciously had dirt tracks going in and out of it. Andy opened the door that clearly could only be opened from the outside and gasped. A man with dark long hair was cowering in the corner and looked up at her with sad eyes. Andy backed up slowly and hit a hard, tall body. Andy turned and saw Negan staring down at her, clearly not happy.
"What the hell are you doin' in here?" Negan growled.
"Negan, who the fuck is this?" Andy asked.
"He is our fucking prisoner, obviously." Negan mocked. Andy eyed him.
"Yes I see that, but why?" Andy ordered. Negan grabbed her arm and drug her outside of the cell as he slammed the door shut.
"He is part of that group that has been giving us trouble. Not that it's any of your business." Negan said.
"None of my business?" Andy said, taken back.
"What? You think because you are my fucking Queen that you can call the shots? I don't fucking think so." Negan growled. Andy scoffed in disbelief that he was really disrespecting her like this.
"Go fuck yourself." Andy growled as she stormed off. She could hear Negan growl under his breath in frustration, but he stood still. Andy folded her arms and headed for the front gate of the compound. Pete the guy on look out tonight saw Andy coming and stood up from his stool.
"Sorry Miss Andy, too dark to be goin' out alone." Pete said.
"Try to stop me." Andy threatened. He could tell she was in no mood to be told what to do, so he sat back down quickly. Andy turned around and continued. She walked for a few miles, thinking about everything that just happened. She took out a few biters which seemed to help for a minute or two. Then the anger would come back. Just as Andy had decided to turn back to go home, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and everything slowly went black.
