Two days past and Razia was sure to keep her distance from him. How could she keep using the same excuse over and over about her fangs? This is why she never kept company, everyone she met freaked out. Rightfully so though.

The vampire sighed and decided to peek in Negan's room to see how he was. He was by his bed, backing facing her and oh yeah he was shirtless. Razia's eyes began to wander. She watched him put his shirt back on and she blushed. Razia quietly closed the door all the way. She cleared her throat and went outside to go hunting.

Later that evening she returned with a large deer. She knew he needed to eat after resting for two whole days. Razia walked inside and nearly jumped when she saw Negan on the other side.

"Holy shit dollface!" His hand on his chest, "You nearly gave me a heart attack."

Razia decided to not open her mouth to avoid him from seeing her fangs. She mumbled a 'sorry' and walked over to the kitchen. She threw the deer on the counter and took a knife to begin cutting into it.

"Hey, you want help with that?" Negan asked softly, his hand moved to gently hold her that had the knife.

Razia shook her head, moved her hand away from his, and continued cutting.

"Fine but I set the table and get the glasses." Negan winked at her and went to grab the plates and glasses.

Razia stared at the deer parts she was cutting.

He wanted her to join him for dinner? Shit. She can't, she won't, how can she? He'll see and he'll ask questions again.

Anxiety kicked in and her hands began to shake, what was she going to do?

She heard him walk toward the fridge and took a deep breath to calm down then went back to cutting.

"What kind of alcohol you got?" Negan asked looking in the fridge.

"I should have a bottle of vodka." She said softly.

"Oh ho ho, she speaks!" Negan smirked and found the bottle. He walked over to her and smiled. His large frame leaned over the counter and looked at her.

"You are a sight to behold, doll." He leaned a little closer to her, observing her features.

Razia rolled her eyes and looked at him with an unamused expression and deer blood splatter on her face.

Negan moved a hand to use his thumb to wipe some of the blood off of her right cheek. "Better." He smiled.

Razia turned as red as a rose and looked away from him. "Go set the table." She muttered.

Negan laughed and nodded. "Yes, ma'am." He did so then sat at the table.

Twenty minutes of him just staring at her, the deer was finally done cooking. Razia brought the meat over and set it on his plate but not hers. She sat across from him at the table.

Negan didn't move to eat though, his brows furrowed and he looked at her quizzically.

"I'm not hungry." Razia quickly poured herself a glass of vodka. She really hated alcohol, the bottle was left her by the previous owners, but she needed an excuse to distract him.

Negan just nodded and began to eat. He thought for a while as to why she was so quiet and almost uncomfortable. He decided to break the silence. Maybe telling him about himself would ease her?

"You know you catch deer way easier than I ever did. I remember when I was with a group of teenagers and we were scouting for food we found a wounded deer. But those pussies wouldn't put it out of its misery, so I used my knife and spared the deer and got us food. But you, you work hard for your food." Negan looked up at her.

"Fascinating." She said as she tried not to gag the vodka.

"Ya know doll I don't have to talk, I was just being friendly." Negan sad getting a little frustrated.

Razia looked at him and sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm not used to company." She set her glass down.

Negan noticed saw the tips of her fangs and decided to say nothing about it. "It's okay doll, I just want to get to know you more, and also to make sure you know I'm a good guy." He smiled.

Razia smiled a little, "I can tell you are, just a little rough around the edges. There's honestly not much to know about me, but I'm interested in your travels, I mean I haven't been out past twenty miles of this place."

"Wow. That's still impressive." Negan smiled and took another bite of his food.

Razia shrugged and gestured him to continue.

Negan continued to tell her about his travels but Negan being Negan he overexaggerated a lot of parts.

Anything to impress a pretty girl right?

The curly black haired woman laughed a little at some of his stories, she could tell he was exaggerating but she still found it cute.

After two hours, Negan was done with his dinner (and his stories) and placed his dishes in the sink. He turned back to Razia who was sitting at the table still.

"Hey Razia, can I say something?" He smiled.

Razia was surprised he didn't call her 'doll', she turned to him and nodded.

"You got a pretty ass smile." Negan winked and leaned against the counter facing her.

Razia blushed, "Thanks, you do too."

Negan laughed a little and walked over to her. He moved a hand to gently take hers.

Razia watched him carefully when suddenly her stomach growled. Negan chuckles, "You were hungry. Sit tight I'll make you a plate."

She immediately got up and walked past him, "It's okay." Razia sped out of the kitchen and headed for the front door.

Negan ran after her, "Hey doll, what the fuck? There's plenty of deer left for you!."

"Stay inside." Razia just said and went out the door.

Negan rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Chicks." He sighed and went to the living room. He fell asleep on the couch while waiting for her to come back.

Hours later…

Razia finally came back and she expected Negan to be asleep in his room. Which is why she didn't bother to clean up the bloody mess on and around her mouth. She quietly entered the cabin and headed toward her room. She was so focused that she didn't see Negan walking toward the hallway after her.

"Doll?"

Razia froze.

Negan saw the blood on the wood floor and looked at her. Her back facing him.

"Doll are you hurt?" He walked toward her and moved a hand to rest on her shoulder.

Razia shrugged his hand off, "Fine, give me a minute."

"Ex-fucking-cuse me? No, I'm not giving you a 'minute', you're injured let me help." Negan turned her around.

It was his turn to freeze and he almost went pale.

There was the pretty girl he was flirting with a few hours ago with her mouth covered in blood and fangs sticking out.

Razia looked down at the ground, not meeting his gaze.

"What the fuck?!" His eyes were wide.