"What the Fuck?!" Negan repeated.
Razia said nothing, she went through this a few times. She turned around and walked into her room.
Negan stood there, shocked, he watched her leave and walked back over to the couch. He sat down and smoothed his hand over his face in frustration. He thought for a long while about what to do. He eventually fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning Razia stepped out of her room and walked into his. The bed was empty but his things were still there. She sighed and packed them up.
Negan awoke at the sound of something being dropped on the ground. He looked around and saw his things and weapons by his feet. He turned his head from side to side to see where Razia was but she was gone. He sighed and looked at his bag.
She could've eaten me…But maybe she was trying to fatten me up to eat?
No no…
She could've killed me while I was sleeping….unless she likes to play with her food…
GODDAMMIT!
Negan got up and marched to her room, barging in. He saw her on the bed, a photo in her lap and looked at her sternly.
"Explanation. NOW." He demanded.
Razia jumped a little when he barged in. She rolled her eyes at his demand. "Why do you care, take your things and go." She said.
Negan sat down on the chair across from her bed, he was starting to become impatient. "You could've eaten me, killed me, or whatever vampires do! But you didn't. Why and how the fuck is this shit real?" His eyes intensely stared at her.
Razia felt the stare and matched his intensity. "I still can if you want." She said with a deadpan expression.
"Don't get fucking near me not until I hear how this happened." Negan showed her that he brought his bat with him.
Razia rolled her eyes, "Calm yourself. The last thing you need is a fight with a vampire, you won't win."
"Wanna bet?" Negan gripped the bat tighter.
Razia raised a brow. "Don't be a fool. Don't be like everyone else."
"I'm not because I'm sure you killed them. And the fact that you're not defending yourself proves it." Negan got up and walked toward her.
Razia got up and stared up at him, "Why should I defend myself to someone who doesn't listen?"
"You haven't even tried!" Negan exclaimed.
"I don't need to, everyone always reacts the same what does my story and how it happened, change that?!" Razia pushed him back with force.
Negan fell to the ground and the bat fell out of his hand.
"Leave." Razia pointed to the door, she walked out of her room and headed for the front door. She opened the door and pointed to the outside.
Negan got up and leaned to the side against the wall. He chuckled a little, "Damn doll, you pack a punch." He moved off of the wall then charged toward her.
"NEGAN STOP!" Razia screamed as he tackled her. It caused both of them to fall out of the front door and onto the grass. He pinned her arms down.
"Talk. NOW!" He growled.
Razia kicked him in the stomach and scratched his cheek. She pushed him off of her.
Negan fell hard on the ground. "FUCK!"
Razia was about to pin him down in return when she heard walkers. She picked Negan up by the collar with one hand and threw him inside the house. She turned around as the walkers neared her. She roared in anger and sliced up the walkers.
Negan slowly got up and watched her tear apart the walkers.
There were walkers heading towards Negan. Razia immediately ran toward them and killed them but one snuck up behind her and bit her arm.
"NO!" Negan moved quicker to get up on his feet.
Razia tore the walker's head off and killed the rest of them. She ran toward the lake, shouting for the rest of the heard to follow her.
Negan ran back inside, shutting the door. He grabbed his things and walked back out the door. "No fucking way, fuck this place!" He began to walk down the path in the woods when he saw the trail of walker parts. He began to follow them and sure enough, he found Razia at the end of the trail. Her body lay limp on the shore of the lake where they first met.
Negan stood there, contemplating on what to do. He could at least check to see if she's alive? He made his way over to her and went on his knees. He moved to gently scoop her body into his arms. "Razia?" He asked softly. He brushed the loose strands of her curly hair aside to look at her.
Suddenly her eyes opened and brown hues met his. "Fuck's sake…" Negan sighed. She made no response. He scooped her into his arms and carried her bridal style to the cabin.
Negan took her to the couch and started the fireplace. He set his bag down and brought the first aid supplies from the room he was staying in.
He took off her cloak and saw two bites, one on her neck and one on her arm. His brows furrowed at the one on her neck but he would ask later if she answered. He cleaned up the bite on her arm and wrapped it up. He wasn't even sure if she was going to make it. But then again since she really is a vampire…
Maybe it's different?
He sighed and covered her torso with his leather jacket. He sat in the armchair that sat across the couch and watched her. He fell asleep watching her next morning, he would get some answers.