Chapter 32 - Bad Dreams

                                    

                                          
Negan awakens in the middle of the night, but he's not in his bed, he is the infirmary. The only sound that can be heard is Jack's gentle breathing against his bare chest. Her hair falls down delicately along his side, the soft, wavy texture almost tickles his skin. He hardly remembers the fight with Davey, all he knows is he just woke up here, pretty much in shock. 
Having to take a piss badly, he has no idea how to even get out of the small bed, without moving Jack. She is holding onto him like a vice grip, and she has her arms sprayed out around his torso. Her face is almost parallel with his dick, but now is not the time to be thinking about that. She moves a little, and let's out a cute little whine, like she is having a dream. 
Negan leans his hand down to caress her gorgeous face, brushing his fingers along her cheek. He takes in the sight of her beauty and at this moment he has never seen someone so beautiful before. Jack is his holy grail, his everything, his life. When he came to his senses last night that she snuck out of the sanctuary, the fire inside lit up and he knew he had to find her.
That exact moment he found her she was beating the shit out of Davey, but he still wanted to kill him. He would have taken a bullet, knife wound for her anyday just so she wouldn't have to go through what she did before. He is so happy for her that she took that chance and defended herself and he knows now that she can do it. 
Jack can overcome anything she wants to and he wants nothing more than that. Negan resumes caressing her face, and she moves again this time off of his chest, she nearly falls off the bed, but he pulls her back up and lays her down on her back. Taking this as his chance to use the bathroom his feet hit the floor. Then he wonders who stripped him, his boots were on the floor, his jacket is laying across the table and his scarf that he rarely ever wears is also there. 
He figures that Jack got his clothes off in a hurry to save his life, and he brings his hand up to feel the stitching on his lower shoulder. Negan somehow knows that Jack had to do that, she would have fought anyone off that tried to do, even Carson and that makes him laugh. Negan gets off the bed, his legs asleep he walks down the hall and to the bathroom. 
When he returns he feels good enough that he can carry Jack upstairs to their big, comfy bed. Wrapping his arms underneath her small frame, he lifts her and takes her up stairs where she curls up on the bed and sleeps away. Negan takes this time to have a few beers, he needs them after all this shit went down. 
Now he has to plan the trip to Alexandria, he should have been going today, but it's two days early so he thinks it over and wants to wait another day, that way he can heel a little and be ready. Negan relieves himself and lays down on the bed, he leaves Jack curled up and he falls to sleep himself. 
-Negan POV-
I arrive at the gates of Alexandria and Jack gets out of the truck with me, but she seems mad at me. I have no idea what the fuck i did now, she has been a bitch lately and it's like i fucking love her so damn much. I try to give her the world and she still resents me. 
We have been fighting mostly about the shit with Rick Grimes she has been threatening to leave me, and i beg her to stop saying that. We argue back and forth and i never physically touch her, but i have said some things that are not very nice to say. She sits on the floor and cries and it makes me feel bad. 
I'm doing it to her too, i was horrible to Lucille i cheated on her, and then when she got sick i still was unfaithful. That woman deserved more than me, and now here i am with the second love of my life doing the same fucking thing. I am a horrible man, Jack is beautiful and sweet their isn't a thing i don't like about her, she needs someone who can take care of her. I know that's not me, i am no good for her.