This chapter is dedicated to neganistheshit for giving me this lovely idea! I hope you like it dear :)
No other boy ever made me feel beautiful,
When I'm in your arms, feels like I have it all
After spending the night laying in bed, the only sound was her own cries, Callie had climbed out of bed and showered before pulling on a pair of leggings and a sweater. Last night, Sherry had comforted her but Callie kept her realization that she was in love with Negan to herself. Callie had cried herself to sleep, thinking of everything wrong with being in love with him but now as she was awake, she couldn't help but thing about everything right with it. Negan had saved her, gave her a life of comfort and safety, he made her feel safe. Negan, made Callie feel like she was the only girl in the world when it was just her and him. But then she looked at all of the wives, was he the same with them?
Callie shakes the thoughts from her head, walking out of her bedroom. Her eyes land on Nicole, who was reading a book, then to Rachel, who was doing her nails. She let her eyes trail over each of the girls before looking down at her feet and shuffling over to the table filled with fruit. "Oh my gosh! Your bleeding" Sherry says, motioning to her shoulder. Nicole jumped up and over to her, hurrying her to sit down "Negan!" She squeals, trying to remove Callie's shirt. Negan wanders in, cursing when he sees her, he sets Lucille down before moving over, pulling her shirt off. "Your staying in my room from now on" He growls, putting presser on her wound before radioing Simon to get Doctor Carson. "That really isn't necessary Negan" Callie whispers causing his head to snap up. "Not fucking necessary are you kidding me? You staying there so I can keep a fucking eye on you. Got it?" He snaps.
Callie looks over his face before nodding, letting her mind wander again. She watches his face soften before moving her gaze to his other hand which had wrapped around her own. The moment is ruined when Cason hurries in and over to her.
Once she was patched up, Negan send the other girls out the room for a bit, telling them to go get there own food and bring Callie back some. When the room was empty, Negan brushed her hair from her face, still kneeling in front of her "You've been crying" He states, Callie nodding. Negan sighs and sits on the sofa next to her, getting comfortable before basically dragging her into his lap. She lets out a breath before curling up, enjoying the feeling of his hand going through her hair. "Why are you holding me like this?" Callie whispers before cursing "Not that I don't love it, I do." She adds, peering through her lashes at Negan. Callie felt more than heard the Chuckle that left his lips. "Sweetheart, I know I'm an asshole. Does that mean I cant hold my wife?" He asks. Callie lets a smirk slide onto her face "One of them" She says before snuggling into his chest.
Callie had almost fell asleep to Negan pushing her damp hair from her face and running his fingers through, which seemed to push it back into her face making him repeat the progress. It wasn't until the door opened, all of the girls walking in chatting loudly, Nicole holding a tray of food. She gives Callie and Negan a big smile, sitting down "It's a peanut butter sandwich with-" Negan quickly cuts her off "She's allergic to Peanuts" He says, moving the tray away slightly. Callie hums, sitting up slightly and taking her pills off the table. She gently grabs her glass of water, taking a pill and downing the glass before snuggling back into Negan's chest "Sleepy" She whispers, closing her eyes. Nicole frowns and picks up her pills "Yeah, these will make her really tired" Nicole says, smiling "I will get her something better to eat for when she wakes up" She adds, patting Negan's knee before heading off.
As soon as she was asleep Negan hooks a hand under Callie's knees and one holding her back before carrying her to his room. He lays her down before walking into the parlor "All of you girls are excused for the day, I wont be needing one tonight. " He says, nodding before heading back into his room. Negan was glad he had a almost free day, besides of course paper work. He slid off his jacket and boots, instead changing into some sweats before grabbing any paperwork needed and climbing into bed next to Callie. When the bed dipped Callie let out a whine before curling up again. Negan lets a small smile slide on his face before begging to work on inventory stuff.
It was a few hours before Callie woke up, letting out a yawn before looking around the room. Her eyes landed on Negan, who was just walking out the bathroom, a towel around his waist. " Your awake" he states with a grin. She gives him a nod, hoping out the bed "I want to go get clothes I can be comfy in" She mumbles, heading to the door while rubbing her head. Callie quickly gathers up some clothes, folding them neatly. Her eyes fall shut as she wills herself not to cry, Callie was lacking the control on her emotions. She shakes her head and heads back into Negan's room, closing he door before looking over at him. Callie sets the clothes down before walking over to him and climbing into the bed. "I want you to know something" She whispers, watching as he looked over at her. "I had never killed anyone before him and I didn't want to because he shot me. I wanted to because he tried to hurt you" She whispers before leaning in and kissing him deeply. Callie feels her body relax as he kissed back, calming herself in the feeling of his soft lips and scruffy beard.
They parted, panting as she bites her lip, tears spilling from her eyes "I killed a man" She sobs, letting him pull her into his arms. Callie lets her sobs become muffled as she hides her face in his neck, inhaling his smell. "Shh, baby, it's okay. I've got you" Negan coos, rubbing her back and pressing a gentle kiss to her head. Callie closes her eyes, letting out a small sniff. Her entire body froze when Negan spoke again "Callie, Doll, Who is James?" He asks. Callie gripped him tighter, pulling back and looking him in the eyes. She couldn't tell him, could she?
We celebrate our twisted fate,
We're the broken ones