Take Over For Me (Part 4) - G-Eazy x TWD Imagine
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requests: Okay so Ive had this in the back of my head for the longest time and I just wanted to share it with you BC I love you: so imagine if Negan had a son (like Geazy the rapper BC THEY TOTALLY LOOK A LIKE) and like you and him fell in love but can’t be together BC you both are on opposite sides.. I’m so conflicted and convinced that Geazy is Megan’s son or Neagn is old geazy LOLOLOL
Please don't take so long to update this one! I'm really loving their future relationship hahah And I'm so freakin excited for next chapter that I can't even elaborate a nice coment. Just update it as fast as you can
Okay so we need a part 3 of take over for me. Really need negans reaction to the situation
pairing: gerald x reader
a/n: i’m still sick so i stayed home from school today... hopefully i can update some more today, but we’ll see how i feel and how quickly i can finish my homework :-)
word count: 1,011
tagged users: @deeindarkwonderland @namelesslosers @girlygreenie @marvelnerd18
Gerald came to visit you almost every day. Some days, you would meet him on the inside of Alexandria, and he would talk to you through the wall. Other days, you would go on what Rick thought were solo runs, and you’d come back with supplies that Gerald would bring you.
You always tried to look your best for him, even though your supplies were limited. For example, you didn’t have makeup or the nicest clothes, but you tried to make your hair look nicer than usual when you went out to see him. It excited you, making you feel like a rebellious teenager.
He and you didn’t have an official meeting spot. You would just walk until you could see his car. Sometimes you walked longer than other days to see him, but he always made sure you had a ride home. When you first started seeing him, you would refuse rides until he convinced you. You grew to just jump in the car after about three meetings, though.
Your relationship wasn’t defined. You weren’t dating, and you didn’t give each other pet names like couples would. You were just there for each other, no matter how hard it was.
You felt the people of Alexandria growing suspicious of you leaving on your own so often, but you were able to fool them with the plethoras of supplies you would bring back almost daily.
Although you were able to hide your true intentions from your group, you wondered if anyone had suspected anything of Gerald at the Sanctuary. Surely somebody would notice the food that went missing, unless their supply was so generous that they had plenty to spare.
“How long do you think we can keep doing this?” you asked him. You were in the passenger’s seat of Gerald’s car--the same one he drove you home in the day you met him.
“Keep doing what?”
“You know... Sneaking out. Don’t you think your dad will find out about me eventually?” You tried to avoid eye contact, for you were afraid of showing any signs of weakness around him.
“No, no. I’m careful.” He smirked at you and propped up his elbow on the rolled-down window. “Nobody has any idea. We’re fine.”
You weren’t fine. You believed him, though. He was as careful as he could be, but it wasn’t enough. Negan began to grow suspicious, and he started sending out people one by one to follow Gerald’s car.
That was how you ended up in the same place you were in when you first saw Gerald. Only that time, it was different. Gerald wasn’t there to save you. He couldn’t just conveniently pass by your cell and ask his father to leave you. That trick only worked once on Negan.
“Boy, oh, boy. Isn’t Rick just gonna be thrilled when he finds out that you’ve been playin’ around with my son!” Negan raved. “Yeah, I think he’s gonna love the sound of that. Maybe we can work out a deal, eh? Maybe we can be like Montegues and Capulets.”
“Are you implying that your son and I are going to die?” you sighed.
“Oh, no.” You glared at him from your spot on the chair which you were tied down to. “I think it’d be preferable for everyone if nobody died. I just have to make sure you stay the hell away from my boy.”
Your heel bounced up and down against the concrete floor as your nerves began to build up inside of you. “We’re not hurting anyone. Why can’t you just let your son be happy?” you pleaded.
Negan chuckled at the ground and shook his head. “Sweetheart, I don’t know where you’ve been the past few years, but nobody’s happy.”
You glared at him and shook your head. “No, you’re wrong. People are happy because they’ve found people who they can really relate to. We’ve all gone through the same things. We know what it’s like.”
“Darlin’, give it a rest!” Negan reached forward and placed his hands on your shoulders. “We both know that I will get what I want, and what I want is for you to stay the hell away from my son. Is that clear?”
Your chest huffed as your breathing quickened even more.
“Is that clear?” Any and all signs of Negan fooling around were gone, and you were unable to form a real sentence. You nodded your head at him, tears welling in your eyes. You weren’t stupid. You knew Negan wasn’t just going to take your word for it. There were going to be guards, and he would really make sure you stayed away.
You and Gerald were over, and there was nothing you could do about it.
Negan thought it would be humorous to deliver you back to Alexandria himself. “I can’t wait to see the look on Rick’s face when I tell him you’ve been screwing my son.”
“We never did anything like that,” you snapped.
Negan smiled and glanced out the window of his truck. “I knew that kid was too big of a pussy to make a move. You know, as tough as he is, he’s a real softie.”
You looked away, not wanting to talk or think about Gerald.
Rick was going to know where you had been getting all the supplies, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to be happy. You would have to start going on real runs again, which you didn’t mind. It would be humiliating, though. Having to admit that you hadn’t found anything on your own was going to be so degrading, and Negan knew it.
The gate was already open when Negan pulled in to Alexandria. When Rick saw you in the passenger seat of his truck, his face went pale. Tara, Carl, and Sasha all ran to Rick’s side when they noticed you side-by-side with Negan.
“Hey, Rick! Look who I found!” Negan teased. You sighed and looked anywhere but the eyes of your friends. “Man, you’re never gonna believe what I found out about her.”
