#and like what if I don’t get to see my friends at lucnh

[over-rated-cheese]

nothing worse than sending all day writing a fan fic (on ao3)

just for ur tab to glitch delating all of it

[yikesharringrove]

I love your trans Stevie au so much! I was wondering were Stevie and billy already together when she came out or did they get together after?

I’m gonna write the big fic I have planned for mtf stevie, so I decided to explore something different than what my plan is for that one

modern

Under the cut for some very brief transphobia and a mention of self harm/vague intonations of suicide, Billy talks about his dad (nothing is graphic, but still thought I’d warn)

-

Billy figured he would be the talk of the damn town he stomped out the Camaro and into the school like he owned the place.

He thought everyone would stare at the vintage muscle car, thought girls would whisper behind their hands as he walked down the hall.

And as he looked across the parking lot, he got a taste of what he wanted, saw a few curious glances to his California plates.

But then a sleek black BMW pulled into the space next to his, a beautiful brunette girl getting out of the driver’s seat.

It was like a hush fell over the lot.

Everyone stared at her as she walked into the school, head held high, shoulders back.

Billy followed her into the school, watching her closely.

Her hands trembled as she opened her locker, carefully placing textbooks inside.

He wanted to know what her deal was.

He leaned against her locker.

“You new here, too?” She looked over at him, smiling weakly.

“In a way.” He held out his hand.

“Billy Hargrove.”

“Stevie Harrington.” He took her hand in his, made sure to smirk just so.

“You think you could help me find my first period? I just moved here, and didn’t manage to get a tour before the first day.” She flushed a little.

“Um, can I see your schedule?” She scanned over it.

“Oh man, you’ve got Andrews for English. She was a nightmare. I had her two years ago.” Billy furrowed his brows.

“I thought you were new-”

“Harrington’s a fucking tranny!” Stevie’s reaction was immediate.

The second the shout came from down the hall, she slammed her locker shut, shoving Billy’s schedule at him.

“Have a good first day.” She practically ran down the hall.

Billy looked back at the group of rowdy guys, all laughing as Stevie darted down the hall.

“Hey! What the fuck?” Billy stomped up to them, shoving the one that yelled against the lockers. “Don’t fucking say that!”

“Dude, that’s fucking Alex Harrington. He like, disappeared last year. He’s a fucking tra-”

Billy didn’t let him finish the sentence.

Punched him square in the nose.

“Don’t ever fucking using that word. You’re fucking disgusting.” He glared at each of the guys in turn. “If I fucking see, or hear, or get any kinda wind of y’all fucking with her, I’m gonna break all ‘a your noses.”

He smirked as they fucking cowered.

Yeah. Bow to your new fucking King.

-

He found Stevie back at her locker a few minutes into the lunch period.

He leaned on the lockers next to hers again.

“This place fucking sucks.” She gave him an odd look. “Apparently y’all have to eat in the cafeteria. At my old school, I used to eat out on the football field.”

“Yeah, we don’t really have a football field.” She closed her locker quietly. She was fidgeting with her hands.

“You don’t got a lucnh?”

“I, uh, I usually buy it. But I don’t really wanna, wanna face everyone in there.” Her voice was small, and she was avoiding eye contact.

“I could bring you something. Or stand in line with you, or something.” She looked up at him, biting the inside of her cheek.

“Is this a joke?”

“No?”

“Or like, like a prank?”

“No. I’m really offering.” He tried to keep his face open, wanted her to trust him.

“Um, I guess it would be okay if you stood with me.” They set off down the hall. “But you don’t have to sit with me, or anything.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” She huffed a laugh.

“Did you hear what Tommy yelled this morning?”

“Yeah, I did. Punched him out for it.” Stevie stopped in her tracks, whirling around to look incredulously at Billy.

“You what?”

“He shouldn’t’ve said that.”

“Billy, he wasn’t lying-”

“That’s not what I meant. He shouldn’t have used that specific word, and he shouldn’t’ve fucking outed you. It’s your choice if you want to be out or not.” Her eyes were even fucking bigger than usual as she looked at him.

“I mean, I don’t really have a choice in a town this size. Especially because, because everyone knew me before.”

“Still, it was fucked up. And that wasn’t okay.” They began walking again.

“Um, thank you, Billy. I was wondering who busted Tommy’s face. He’s gotta big mouth. Gets punched a lot.” Billy laughed, and was delighted to see Stevie give him a little half smile. 

The smile was gone when they reached the cafeteria.

But Billy stayed in line next to Stevie. She insisted on buying him a cookie, but he split it in half when they found a table in the back corner of the cafeteria, nudging part of it over to her.

She was tense all through lunch, waiting for something to happen.

Billy reached across the table, taking her hand.

“You’re really brave. You know that, right?” She bit her lip.

“I’m so fucking scared.”

“I know you are. And honestly, it makes sense you’re scared. But I’m here for you, and if anyone gets fresh, they can fucking catch these hands.” She laughed softly.

“Thank you. I really don’t think I could’ve made it today without you.” She took a shaky breath. “You know, I came out to my parents a few years ago. They were, it was bad. And I had to, you know stay in the closet. And at the end of last year, in like, Novemner I, I went through some stuff, and I just, I snapped. I tried to hurt myself. And I think it really opened my mom’s eyes that, that I wasn’t faking. So she talked my dad into letting me transition.” She was playing with her napkin.

“Thank you for telling me.” Billy squeezed her hand. “We moved here because my dad got arrested. And he wanted to come start fresh.”

“Do you, can I ask why he got arrested?”

“He broke my collarbone. Pushed me down the porch stairs. Our neighbors saw.”

“Billy, oh my God, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. I mean, it’s not really, but I just wanted you to know. I get the shitty parent thing.” She smiled at him.

“Would you, would you want to come over? After school?” Her cheeks were a little flushed.

“I’d love to.”

-

Stevie had neglected to tell him that she lived in a fucking mansion.

Billy stared at it as he parked behind her.

“When the fuck were you gonna tell me you were loaded?” She blushed.

“Um, I kinda forget you’re not from here. That you don’t already know all my business.”

She led him upstairs to her bedroom. It was immaculately clean, but so very plain.

“My mom was real serious about designing our whole house. She’s in the process of redoing my room right now. I mean, I didn’t really mind, but I think she’s trying to make amends, really show me she accepts me.” Billy sat down at her desk as she made a home for herself on the bed.

“That’s pretty cool of her.”

“Yeah. She’s trying. My dad still calls me Alex most days, though.”

“Do you mind if I ask you why you picked Stevie?”

“Um, Stevie Nicks, actually. I just really respect her and I always liked the name.”

“God, my mom loved Fleetwood Mac. She had all their albums on vinyl, and we’d listen to Tusk, and just like, scream it.”

“Your mom sounds nice.” Billy smiled tightly at her.

“She was.” Stevie’s eyes went wide.

“I’m sorry.” Billy shrugged.

“My stepmom’s not too bad. And my little sister’s a hoot. She’s such a little spitfire, you two would so get along.” He sat back in the desk chair, looking at the things on her desk.

There was a jar she had written on with gold sharpie. It had a few bills and was about half full of change. Curling handwriting spelled Pussy Fund. Billy snorted when he saw it. He held it up to her.

“Pussy Fund?” She laughed.

“I was gonna call it the Coochie Collection but that felt a little crass.”

“That felt crass?” She laughed again.

“My dad’s insurance covers hormones, but nothing else, really, so I’m saving up for confirmation surgery.” Billy dug through his pocket, found three wadded bills, slapping them through the little opening in the top of the jar. “Billy, wait, you don’t have to-”

“Oh, come on. It’s three bucks. You’re my only friend in this damn town. Gonna support the garbage outta you.” She beamed at him.

He phone chimed.

“Oh, hell yeah. It’s hormone o’clock.” She pulled a black bag out of her backpack. She rifled through it, loading a syringe. “Okay, I’ll be back.” She closed the bathroom door softly behind her.

He peaked at the contents of the back. She had a few pills, needles in sterile packaging, antiseptic wipes, sanitizer and latex gloves. Billy stood up to look at the little bottle of clear liquid, estrogen.

She smiled brightly when she came out of the bathroom.

“How long have you been on hormones?” She cleaned up her little bag.

“Um, since January 6th. So just about nine months now. I was just on blockers for a while, and then they introduced the estrogen. And I though giving myself shots was gonna be a big nightmare, but I actually kinda like it.”

“I think that makes sense. It’s helping you.”

“Well, and I feel like everything changed so fast, like looking at pictures from before, I look so different. It’s like my body was just waiting to catch up to my brain.”

“I think it was. Just needed a push in the right direction.”

“Plus, I was always kind of a pretty boy. Like, once I figured out how to do my makeup, how to soften some of the edges, it was pretty easy to really feminize my face.” She stood in front of him, showing her a picture on her phone. “That was from like, last October.”

It was a nice selfie, and she looked quite similar. In the image, Stevie’s hair was shorter, but still closer to her shoulders.

But Billy thinks there was a huge difference between the Stevie in the picture, and the Stevie right in front of him.

Her cheeks were fuller now, her eyes brighter. Her hair was long, bu it was also way thicker.

She just looked so much fucking happier.

“You look a lot happier, now.”

“I am. A lot happier.” She was quiet, swiping through a few more old photos.

“I’m happy for you.” Billy reached out for her, touching her waist softly. “Would you, would you want to go on a date sometime?”

She took a step back.

“Look, you can say no, and I’ll still happily be your friend, I just, I like you a lot, Stevie.

“I um, I don’t know.” She sat heavily on her bed. “Last year, I was dating this girl. We had been together for like, a few months, and I really, I really loved her. So I came out to her, and she, she called me a freak, and disgusting, and stuff.” She was hugging herself, looking the floor.

“Is that one of the things that made you snap?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry. We don’t have to date, that’s okay, Stevie. Focus on yourself. I’m still your friend.”

“I think, I think I do want to date you. You’ve been nothing but kind to me, and I mean, you already know all my baggage. And I’ve known you for like, ten hours.”

“Don’t pressure yourself into something if you’re not ready to date.”

“It’s been almost a year, Billy. And I’ve spent a lot of time in therapy in that year.” She looked up at him, her eyes bright. “Yeah, I wanna go on a date with you.”

And then she did the cutest little wiggle, moving her hips like she couldn’t contain her excitement.

“Friday night? Pick you up at eight?”

“Better make it seven. Things close early around here.”

“You honestly might be the only good thing about this fucking town.”

[sad-boy-mono]

High School Casualties

Chapter 2/?

Word Count- 1,586

Master post with Ao3 link

Damien and Shayne were now 30 minutes through their second period of the day, parting ways with Courtney after the first. But, as always, agreed to meet up again at lunch with Keith, Noah and Olivia.

They only had 10 minutes left of class, and in that 10 minutes their teacher let them work on their homework. Shayne, working on science notes, took a look at his friend. Damien, sitting a few rows away from him, was staring blankly at his textbook for world history. His eyes glued in place so Shayne could tell that he wasn’t reading. Just... Staring.

Shayne glanced around the classroom, seeing if their teacher was nearby. When he confirmed it was safe, Shayne snuck his phone out of his pocket and held it in his lap so it looked like he just was reading a book. He unlocked his phone and went to Damien’s contact.

Shayne

You good? You’re just kind staring off into space

Shayne looked back at his exhausted friend. Damien jerked his head upwards as he snapped out of the zoning out he was doing. He did the same glance around the room Shayne had done, then pulled out his own phone from his bag. He turned it on and after seeing the notification, looked at Shayne briefly. He began typing, glancing around every so often.

Damien

Yeah I thibk so just really ducking tired.

*think

*fucking

Damn I need to learn hiw to spell or just type slower

*HOW! GOD DAMNIT!

Shayne stifled a laugh and looked at Damien with a smile.

Shayne

Ok just making sure ur not dying or something lol

Just be sure to get some good sleep tonight you dumb bitch

Damien

ooooooor I could suffer and try to nap during lucnh

Shayne

I mean you could also go to the nurse

u tired fuck

Damien

Well I’m not gonna do that so if u excuse me ima continue to stare off into space

Shayne

Well staring off into space is not a good substitute for sleep so you better get some tonight

Damien

Or wut ;)))

Shayne stifled another laugh. This time he was laughing at himself though.

Shayne

Or I’ll come to your house at midnight and make you sleep ;)))))

Damien

Like r u gonna knock me out with a bat or fuck me? cuz im down either way honestly ;)))))))))))))

Shayne laughed quietly to himself after reading that, and looked over at Damien. Who looked like he was also struggling to hide his laughter.

“I fucking hate you!” Shayne mouthed to Damien, who just blew a sarcastic kiss to Shayne.

Shayne

Ok but deadass don’t force yourself to be miserable all day. If you keep this up I’ll bring Courtney into the chat

Damien

Oh god plz no she scares me when she goes into mom mode

Shayne

Exactly. So be a good boy and get to sleep by 8 and eat your veggies 

and do your homework

That would be smart as well

Damien

But I don’t waaaaaannnnaaaaaa

Shayne

Ok you leave me no choice. 

Shayne went to the group chat that had all 3 of them in it.

Banana Man

@Court Bourt 

Deem

NOOOOO

The two stared at their phones, waiting for Courtney to reply. It took about 3 minutes before she did.

Court Bourt

What did you guys do this time?

Banana Man

Damien’s being a lil bitch. Make his sleep

Court Bourt

What do you want me to do? Kill him?

Deem

Yes

Banana Man

No!

He’s gonna pull another all-nighter on us again and be miserable 

Court Bourt 

Daaamemiiiiin

Deem

I’m sowwwwwwy 

Court Bourt

I will personally come to your house and make you some niiiice sleepytime tea. But little did you know it will be full of that extra sleepy juuuuuuice

Deem

DrUgs?

Court Bourt

yes

Deem

oh

please don’t

Court Bourt

Oh I will and don’t you doubt it

Deem

:(

Court Bourt

Ok I gotta go my teacher’s about to yoink my phone

Banana Man

oof

Court Bourt

But Damien, don’t think this is over bitch

Deem

Oh shit she’s gonna kill me

Banana Man

Good

Shayne heard a snort come from a few rows ahead of him. He looked ahead and saw Damien chuckling to himself.

Banana Man

Why you laughing bitch

Did I say something fUnNy

Deem

No youre just being a SILLY GOOSEY BOY

Banana Man

...

Bitch

Deem

Oh

That was kinda rude.

Banana Man

That sounds like a you issue

Deem

It probably is but fuck you anyways :)

Shayne giggled to himself quietly. Damien always made him laugh, even if what he said wasn’t necessarily a joke. 

Deem

Oh WhAtS sO fUnNy sHaYnE dId I sAy SOmEtHiNg fUnNy?!?!

Banana Man

No 

It is just you who is the silly goosey boy now

Shayne could see Damien chuckling to himself at the comment Shayne made. Damien turned to face Shayne slowly and subtly flipped him off, making him laugh once again.

Then the bell rang, and in seconds time the whole class was on their feet and packing up to leave. Shayne walked out the door and waited for Damien right outside the classroom. Once Damien walked out the two just stared at each other.

“You’re really fucking stupid.” They said in unison, which was followed up by boisterous laughter from the two. 

“JINXS you owe me eight- thousand dollars!” Damien said in between laughter, making Shayne laugh harder.

“God I WISH I had that kind of money!” Shayne said between laughter. 

“Imagine having money to do stuff.” Damien began walking down the hall once the crowd of people finished making their way out of the room.

“Well first you need a job.” Shayne said, following Damien

“Imagine having a job.” 

Shayne laughed at his comment. “You know you’re dumb idiot, right?”

“Yeah but I’m your dumb idiot and the only way you’re getting rid of me is if you kill me. And I think Courtney’s gonna beat you to that. So JOKES ON YOU!” 

Shayne rolled his eyes but continued to laugh. “You’re still a dumb idiot though.”

“Again, Shayne, we just went through this! I’m your dumb idiot!” Damien slapped his own hand for emphasizes. “And, also, you’re my dumb idiot! That’s how this WORKS Shayne!”

The boys laughed harder as they walked down the hall, getting a few weird looks as they did.

They continued to talk until Damien began to talk slower, his words we getting jumbled and he looked pale. He took one last look around before he began to fall.

“Whoa- shit!” Shayne’s reflexes kicked in and wrapped his arms around Damien, preventing him from hitting the ground. 

“Damien you good?” Shayne asked, getting a delayed nod from Damien. 

“Can you stand up?” 

“Y- yeah.” Damien placed hid feet fully on the ground and slowly stood up. “Ok yeah. I think I’m good.”

“What caused that?” Shayne asked, trying to mask the obvious concern in his voice.

“I-I don’t know. One moment my head really hurt, the next I’m almost on the ground.” Damien rubbed his temples in an attempt to sooth his head. “I think it’s just really loud in the halls.”

“Ok lets head in there then,” Shayne point to the bathroom not to far down the hall. Damien nodded in agreeance. 

The two boys walked down the hall, Shayne keeping a subtle hand on Damien’s shoulder in case of another spill. Damien was running a hand through his hair to try and stable himself.

The two took a quick turn into the bathroom. Damien went to lean against the wall in between two sinks. Shayne dug through his bag and pulled out his water bottle.

“Here,” he passed it to Damien “drink up bitch.”

“Wow is that anyway to talk to your friend who could be dying? No I don’t think so!” Damien sarcastically said, then took a drink of the water.

“I friggen hate you!” Shayne chuckled, pulling paper towels from the dispenser and running them under the sink with cold water.

“What you doin there baby boy?” Damien said in between drinks.

“This,” Shayne took the paper towels and placed them on Damien’s forehead after ringing them out. “I don’t know how much it’ll help, but we gotta do what we can to prepare for the long journey to the nurses office.”

Damien snorted at Shayne’s exaggeration. “Oh yeah I guess I should go to the nurse shouldn’t I?”

“YeAh I think that’d be smart!”

“Also I’m sorry, but I’m gonna drink all your water.” Damien punctuated with another drink.

“oH nO nOt My wAtEr! Dude drink it. Drink it all! Hell, I will get you and your sleep deprived, dehydrated ass another bottle of water.” Damien snorted at his statement, only slightly choking on the water

“You good?” Shayne asked with an amused smirk on his face.

“Yeah, you’re just a dumb lil man who makes dumb lil man jokes.” Damien teases, receiving one middle finger from Shayne. 

“Hey man, that’s just unnecessary.” Damien said, flipping off Shayne as he did. The two looked at each other and began snickering.

“Oh god,” Shayne said with a sigh, “Let’s get you to the nurse.”

“Oh you’re trying to get rid of me now? Well I’m not going down that easily! Take that!” Damien gently slapped Shayne with the wet paper towel that had been on his forehead.

Shayne stood there, mildly stunned.

“Let’s go to the nurse now.”

“Ok.”

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Always Mine - Chapter 14

[CHAPTER ONE] [CHAPTER TWO] [CHAPTER THREE] [CHAPTER FOUR] [CHAPTER FIVE] [CHAPTER SIX] [CHAPTER SEVEN] [CHAPTER EIGHT] [CHAPTER NINE] [CHAPTER TEN] [CHAPTER ELEVEN] [CHAPTER TWELVE] [CHAPTER THIRTEEN]

A/N: Hey guys! Here is chapter 14! So unfortunately, this is the last chapter of Always Mine until The Walking Dead comes back to TV. But don’t worry, I’m going to start outlining the prequel! I was thinking about a new update schedule. How would you guys feel about Always Mine being updated on Thursday’s and the prequel being updated on Sunday’s? Let me know what you think! I want to try and have the first chapter of the prequel done by Sunday so you guy’s still get an update!

“No!”

Katherine immediately pulled her hands out of Negan and pushed him off of her. Negan immediately sat up and scowled at her while she quickly pulled a sheet up to cover her body.

“What the fuck do you think you're fucking doing?”

Katherine could see the way his eyes had darken. She clutched the sheet tighter to her chest as her heart beat fast against her chest. She had just acted on instinct. She didn't want to get pregnant and she knew Negan was dangerously close to cumming inside of her.

“I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”  She was still breathing harshly as she pushed hair out of her face. She could still feel his eyes on her as he waited for her reason. “I-I don't think I'm ready for a baby.”

“But aren't you the fucking person who just brought it up the other fucking day?”

Katherine swallowed the lump in her throat. She was the one who brought it up but only because she didn't want to hurt Eugene. She had never regretted something more than not thinking about what she was saying that day.

“I-I know but-.”

“But fucking what? Spit it the fuck out!”

Katherine jumped when Negan yelled.

She didn't know what to say? That she had lied about the whole baby thing? That she didn't really meant what she said? She knew Negan better than anyone and she knew he would not take that very well. He hated people that lied to him.

Katherine laughed as she made her way to her apartment. It was about two in the morning and she had just gotten home from going out clubbing with some of the other women she worked with at the daycare. She had her phone to her ear, holding it there with her shoulder while she fished around in her purse for her keys to unlock her door.

“Is that Bobby Jo crying in the back ground?”

“Yea. She's so drunk. We just called a cab. You get home okay?”

Katherine had left a little earlier then all her friends since she had a lot of errands she had to run the next day. She was planning on heading back to Atlanta soon and had to make sure everything was in place. She also had to make sure Negan didn't find out about her going back home. She knew he would not be happy and do anything in his power to keep her in Virginia. But it was time for her to go. It was time for her to leave the volatile relationship.

She was tired of feeling like she was a little kid. Having to do everything Negan said. Having to tell him where she was going and who with. It wasn't healthy. It wasn't healthy that she had to lie about going out with her friends tonight just to ignore an argument.

Negan had asked her to go to dinner and a movie but she had made up the excuse she was sick at home with the stomach bug. She knew she was safe in her lie because she knew he wouldn't come over and check on her since it meant he could possible get sick and not be able to go see Lucille.

“Yea I just got up to my floor. When you take her home, make sure to have her drink some water before laying down and make sure to lay her on her side.”

She heard, Anne, laugh on the other end.

“I know, Mom.” Katherine rolled her eyes as she stopped in front of her apartment door. She placed her key in the lock and turned before pushing the door open and stepping in. Shutting the door behind her and locking it, she threw her purse and keys on the island counter.

“Just trying to help. I've taken care of my fair share of drunks. Call me tomorrow, maybe we can grab some lucnh if Bobby Jo isn't throwing up.”

Anne laughed.

“You got it. Night Kat.”

“Night.” She pulled the phone away from her ear and pushed the end button. She sighed tiredly and started making her way back to her bedroom. She let out a groan when she pulled her heels off before opening her bedroom door.

It was dark in the room which meant she didn't see the figure sitting on the bed. She didn't know he was there until he spoke.

“About fucking time.”

Katherine screamed loudly and immediately turned her bedroom light on. Ice shot through her veins and she froze seeing Negan sitting on her bed. And he did not look happy.

“N-Negan? What are y-you doing here?”

Negan sucked on his teeth.

“Well I thought I'd be fucking nice and come over to see if my sick fucking girlfriend needed anything. But imagine my fucking surprise when I come in and no one is fucking here.”

He got off the bed and charged over to her. Katherine stepped back until her back hit the wall. Negan placed a hand on either side of her head, trapping her in.

“Where the fuck did you go fucking dressed like that?” He hissed, taking in the tight, purple, dress she was wearing.

Katherine was sure her heart was going to jump out of her chest. She knew there was no use in lying to him anymore.

“I-I went out with Anne and them.”

“And you didn't think to just fucking tell me that? Instead you chose to fucking lie to my fucking face!” Katherine jumped when he yelled. Tears stung her eyes.

“I knew you'd be angry.”

He gripped her chin and pulled her eyes up to meet his.

“You're fucking right I would be. But I'm even more fucking pissed that you lied to me.” He pushed his upper body against hers. He let go of her chin and bent down to whisper in her ear. “You are in so much fucking trouble.”

He pulled back and grabbed her arm, pulling her over to the bed.

He sat down and pulled her down so she was laying on her stomach across his lap.

“W-what are you doing?” She asked, as he pulled her dress up so her ass was showing.

“You wanna fucking lie to me? Then you're going to get fucking punished.”

Before she knew it, a hard slap hit her butt making her yell.

“Ow!” She tried to wiggle off his lap but his right arm came down and trapped her against his lap. He raised his hand again and spanked her. “Ow stop!” She yelled tears stinging her eyes. Both from a little pain and some from embarrassment. He was spanking her like she was a child instead of a twenty two year old girl.

She kicked her legs and wiggled as he slapped her butt over and over again. Tears were pouring from her eyes when he finally stopped. He pulled her so she was sitting upright and she winced when her butt rubbed against the material of his jeans.

“Fucking look at me.” He gripped her chin again and pulled her face to his. “Do you see where fucking lying gets you? You know how much I fucking hate liars so why would you lie?” He growled, his eyes darkening to where they almost looked black. Katherine sniffled.

“I-I'm sorry.” She whispered. A grin slowly broke out on his face.

“I fucking know you are, Kitty Kat. I don't ever want to fucking do that again you undestand me?”

She slowly nodded her head.

“Good.” He grinned, leaning forward to press his lips against hers.

“Earth to fucking Katherine!”

Katherine snapped back to reality as Negan yelled. She quickly turned her head so she was looking at him.

“Are you gonna fucking say something or keep just fucking staring at nothing?”

Katherine took a shaky breath in.

“I'm just not ready, Negan.”

Negan sucked his teeth as he stared at her. Before they could continue talking about the subject, loud footsteps came running down the hallway before a hurried and loud knock sounded on the bedroom door.

Negan growled and whipped his head in the direction of the door.

“Whoever the fuck it is, you better have a good fucking reason why you're fucking interrupting my fucking honeymoon!”

“B-boss, it's Simon. There was a problem down in the mess hall.”

“A problem you couldn't fucking handle?” He hissed. Katherine could imagine Simon was practically shaking. Everyone knew not to interrupt Negan while he was doing something. And when he got ready, you better know how to duck and run.

“I thought you would. Daniel tried to attack Amber.”

Katherine's eyes widened as Negan growled.

“You've got to be fucking kidding me.” He got off the bed and pulled all his clothes back on before grabbing Lucille.

“Stay here, I'll be right fucking back so we can fucking continue this.”

He ripped the door open before slamming it shut behind him. Katherine jumped as the walls shook. She pressed her back against the headboard of the bed. She hoped Amber was okay. She couldn't help but feel guilty. This would have never happened had Negan not dropped all his wives for her.

If she had never opened her mouth about giving Negan a baby, they wouldn't be where they were right now. Katherine ran her hands through her hair as tears stung her eyes.

She scootched down until she was laying against the pillows. She reached down and pulled the covers up to her chin. She shut her eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Everything happening right now was because of her.

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Katherine's eyes cracked open slightly. She was facing the window and saw it was early morning. She furrowed her eyebrows. She didn't remember falling asleep last night. Turning her head, she saw Negan was laying on his back next to her, his arm covering his eyes.

She turned her head back to look out the windows. She noticed is was cloud and could see the rain running down the windows. As she watched the rain fall down, she thought back to last night.

She remembered crying and closing her eyes trying to calm her breathing. That must have been when she fell asleep. She didn't remember Negan coming back. She could only imagine he was pissed when he realized she was sound asleep.

She let out a tired sigh and carefully got out of the bed. She made sure not to wake Negan before softly walking over to his bathroom. She gently shut the door behind her and turned around to start the shower. While it was heating up, she turned and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and they also had dark circle underneath them due to her not sleeping good the past couple days. She noticed how tired she was and she knew it wasn't just physical tired. She was mentally tired too. And she knew when Negan woke up, they would continue where they left off last night.

Letting out another sigh, Katherine slipped her wedding band off and placed it on the sink before she walked over and stepped into the shower, closing the curtain behind her. She closed her eyes when the hot water hit her full force. She ran her hands over her know wet hair and down her face.

She made slow work of washing her hair and body. She wanted to spend as much time in there as possible.

For some reason, being in the shower always made her feel better. If she was having a bad day, got into a fight with her parents or Negan, she would always take a shower. She didn't know why. But it always just made her feel better.

Katherine was so caught up in her own world, she didn't realize the bathroom door had opened until the shower curtain was suddenly pulled aside.

Katherine screamed and turned around to come face to face with a smirking, naked, Negan.

“Good fucking morning to you too, Doll.” He stepped inside and closed the curtain behind him. Katherine swallowed hard and didn't look at him, making him smirk.

“I was just finishing up.” She went to get out but Negan stopped her by pulling on her arm.

“Ah, ah, ah.” He turned her around so her back was pressed against his chest. He nuzzled her neck, placing light kisses on her wet skin. “I didn't get to finish what I fucking started last night. The least you could fucking do is shower with me.”

He felt Katherine tense, making him chuckle.

“Fucking relax them shoulder's Kitty Kat, it's just a fucking shower. Besides, I did some fucking thinking last night and ya know what? I don't think I'm ready for a fucking baby yet either.”

Katherine felt like a huge weight had just been lifted off her shoulder as he continued.

“I was just fucking thinking about how fucking jealous I got when I saw how much attention you were giving the little angel back in Alexandria. And fuck, I'm just don't think I'm ready to fucking share you yet.”

Katherine wanted to huff. Like he'd ever be ready for that.

“So here's what we're gonna fucking do. We're gonna have Carson give you some fucking birth control because I fucking miss the feeling of cumming inside of you.” He growled as he dick twitched and poked her in the back.

Back in the day, Katherine had been on birth control before so this was nothing new to her. Besides, it would make her feel better if she was on birth control. Althought Negan pulled out, there was always a possibility of his pre-cum getting her pregnant.

“What do you fucking think about that, Doll?”

“Okay.” Negan smirked and spun her around and capturing her lips in a rough kiss. His smirk was not only because he knew Katherine would like that idea but because he had a new plan.

And he just finished step one.

[CHAPTER FIFTEEN]

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[cheetagon]

I'm bored and should be working on commissions, haha 1. What would you do if right now the love of your life walked in and asked you to marry him/her? – I’d probably be utterly confused as to how this person is able to be real and stand in front of me in this very moment. 2. Do you trust your friends? – Of course. 3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love? – Sure thing, if I also have friends over there. 4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? – If we just try hard enough we CAN argue that anything happens for a reason, but we’d have to go so far back, I don’t even want to go there. 5. Name two things you would NOT tolerate in a relationship? – Domestic violence and emotional abuse. (actuallly, ANY kind of abuse.) 6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor? – @serpkah. They know why. :P 7. Are you afraid of falling in love? – A little, idk. 8. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times? – Sure, a lot of people. 10. Would you stop talking to your friends because you hooked up with a new person? – Never ever. And if I ever do, I expect them to slap me with a stick until I come to my senses. 11. When was the last time you flew in a plane? – Years ago. 8 or 9 I think. 12. What did the last text message you sent say? – "possibru o.o” 13. What features do you find most attractive in your preferred sex? – I could probably go on for hours, but one of the first things I always look at is the hair. 14. Fill in the blank. I like _______ . – Cats. 15. What is a goal you would like to accomplish in the near future? – Making sure all my convention plans work out this year and don’t collide with anything. That also means making sure I get a job and making sure I get these days off. 16. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for an extensive time who would you call? – My mum, probably. Or @crispych0colate maybe. 17. How many kids do you want to have? – 3. One for breakfast, one for lucnh and one for dinner. :9 18. Would you make a good parent? – Ahahaha no. 19. Where was/were your ID picture(s) taken? – Umm. That’s a very good question actually... 20. What is your middle name? – This information is restricted. 21. Honestly, what's on your mind right now? – I’ve had too much food and want to lay down. *burps* 23. Shoe size? – 42-43 24. What are you wearing right now? – grey/black/white sweater with a panda head on it, jeans that don’t really fit me anymore but are still comfortable and black socks. 25. Righty or Lefty? – (All) righty (then) 26. Can you make a dollar in change right now? – If european cents are okay, then yeah, sure. 26. Best place to eat? – L’Osteria. Best. Fucking. Restaurant. 27. Favorite pair of jeans you own? – Eh I have so many, would be hard to pick one in particular. 28. Favorite animal? – CHEETAHS!!! 29. Favorite juice? – Everything red tastes good! 30. Have you had the chicken pox? – I did. I was 17. It wasn’t fun. 31. Have you had a sore throat? – Sure? 33. Who knows you the best? – My parents. 34. Do you get along with your family? – Usually. 35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses? – Glasses. Want to get a pair of contact lenses sometime soon tho. 36. Ever been in a fight with your pet? – Playfights, yes. Not real fights. O.o 37. Been to Mexico? – Nah. 38. Did you buy something today? – Today on ebay I managed to be the highest bidder on a Zelda game, does that count? 39. Did you get sick today? – Hopefully not. 40. Did you miss someone today? – Not particularily. 41. Did you get in a fight with someone today? – Nope. 42. When is the last time you had a massage? – Like 5 seconds ago on Skype. 43. Last person to lay in your bed? – Me. 44. Last person to see you cry? – That’s a good question... Meaning that the person even knew I was crying? If no then it was some time during university, if yes then one of my friends. 45. Who made you cry? – Life. 46. What was the last TV show you watched? – Steven Universe. 47. What are your plans for the weekend? – Hanging out with a friend of mine. Hopefully I can use his washing machine. 48. Who do you think will repost this? – Whoever feels like it? Who am I to judge? lmao 49. Name of the person you got this from. – Zerwolf 50. Are you happy? – ¯\_(ツ)_/¯