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The day started out as any other.
Negan had been a dick to his students,causing an uproar within the school district that may inevitably end his career as he knew it. His marriage was on the rocks and his mistress? Well..His mistress played a part of the issues at hand. Negan loved his wife. But Lucille and he never saw eye to eye causing a rip and tear into their marriage as anyone would've. This particular day was no different,in fact the day he was called would be the very same to find him with said mistress and his wife having a terrible fall to find out she was being hospitalized with stage four cancer.  Good fucking call,Mother Nature. Licking his lips,he turned to the other woman with an exasperated sigh,his eyes nearly welling with tears as he mumbled. "I..I have to go..."The mistress peering up at him thinking he was being inconsiderate as usual,merely scoffing. "Pfft. Really,Negan? Who you leaving me for to get your dick wet,now?" Negan merely shook his head.
"L-Lucille is in the hospital... She.. She may be dying..." He added as he nudged his jeans onto his waist,peering over her on the bed as he tucked the last of his things into his pockets. "I'm sorry,I-I'm going to her.. She needs me." He tried to reason,presently opting to end things with her subtly until she flipped the bitch switch.

"FUCK YOU,NEGAN! JUST! FUCK YOU! GET THE FUCK OUT!" Was all he recalled as he sauntered out the door,allowing it to slam as he left en route to the hospital. Finding her as his chest rose and fell,seeing her in such a state just left him cold. The entire montage nobody could account for. Sitting next to her bed as he quickly grasped her hand,his head bowing as he pressed his forehead to her knuckles,trying to hold back tears. He needed to appear strong... No vulnerability was allowed in this juncture in life.
"Where were you?" His wife nearly diminished asks wryly. "With her... I..I'm so sorry... I ended things with her,I'm so sorry Lucille.. I want to be with you,I'll change I promise,please don't leave me...'' he begged,sobbing. Lucille not exactly pleased that it took her almost defeated life for him to realize and try to reconcile in order to make their marriage work. Her final hours before passing onto the another realm,cracking soft jokes with Negan to try to ease his obvious pain stricken guilt until..Nothing. Just..Gone.

Negan peering over at her in defeat. His hazel orbs once full of live now dulled upon seeing his late wife now dead before him as tears pricked his eyes,rolling down his cheeks. his brows furrowed upon witnessing her body react nearly a half hour later. Having pressed the button for the nurse to come in a while ago,but only seeing people fleeing from the opposite side of the closed door. Panicked and rushing silhouettes past the frosted pane as he watched Lucille reanimate. What in the...??
What in the fucking shit is this?! Backing himself up against the wall as he sucked in his bottom lip,feeling vulnerable,a vile growl leaving her lips,otherworldly as it were once she slipped off the hospital bed,bones cracking as she slowly tried to crawl toward him.

He couldn't understand. This was incomprehensible to him. Swallowing thickly as he shut his eyes tight. Hoping it was just a cruel joke up until her hand grappled the side of his boot. But that wasn't his wife anymore.Was it? Pressing his lips to a thin stream as he watched her aimlessly hold up her arm ascending upwards to him as her biohazardous eyes glazed over. Snarling jowls biting onto the toe of his boot as he shook her hand off. he..he couldn't put her down. No. Instead he jumped over her newly acquired body and quickly opened the door,slipping out. He possibly should've done something,maybe even was supposed to. But he just couldn't bring himself to.

SWAT and all police task force were peppered along the now chaotic and dying world that would be once upon a time known as Virginia as Negan jogged out,following suit of the fellow runners until he caught sight of a man using a blunt object to do away with..Whatever the fuck those things were."Hey.... The fuck is going on??" Negan called out "IT'S THE FUCKING APOCALYPSE!! BRACE YOURSELF!! RUN! HIDE,PROTECT YOURSELF!" The man frantically yelled out before he ran off from Negan. heartbroken,widowed and hardened,Negan indeed grew more cold. The screams of agony that quaked the living to their very bones as the undead fed upon flesh and blood. Terrorizing everything in their path the more they staggered and groaned and growled. It wasn't for the faint of heart. But neither was anything anymore.

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"Do you have anything to confess?"
Did he? What did Negan have to say for himself when he lacked basic human compassion and lived beyond reasoning? What does any demagogue have to say to make peace with whatever was stuck in his cerebellum? Well,other than having jagged off to where father Gabriel would be sitting,now,he wasn't sure he wanted to explain why he was now so cold. Until the words flowed forth like a tsunami of emotions now fleeting back to that fateful day..That would inevitably change his life and turn his world upside down.

"My first...Only..Real wife...." he began....Explaining how he never got over her death,her patience with him,ultimately,not being strong enough to put her down when he should've.

And he would never show weakness again.