12. Torture
Philip was there looking at me. He was angry and I knew it.
"Why?"
I said nothing to this broken man in front of me.
"Talk Andrea," Philip said loudly.
"You did not tell me Shane was here," I said finally.
"Andrea, that does not matter. You are mine now," Philip insisted.
"You can not own people. I don't love you," I said looking straight at him.
"Say what you want too, this your last chance," Philip said calmly.
" I know you are a liar. I don't trust you, and I think you should let me leave," I said taking a deep breathe.
"Keep going," Philip smiles sadly. I see him studying the expressions on my face, trying to read me. Looking to find a way to use my emotions against me.
"I think you should leave Rick alone. And Michonne. Just leave everyone alone," I said not taking my eyes off him. He is fully dressed in a black shirt and pants. He looks like the devil to me. A monster that will always haunt my dreams
"I can't. Everyone one has to pay for their actions. I have Michonne now, and you know Shane is close by," Philip says seating on the bed with me.
"Shane has not done anything to you. Don't hurt him. Too many have died already," I said tears dipping on my face.
"Michonne's fate is sealed, but there maybe some hope for Shane," Philip says touching my face.
"I love Shane. He is the most beautiful man I have ever meet. He can a dick sometimes, but he has a good heart. He taught me how to shoot a gun and defend myself. You can not hurt him. He could beat you at any fight," I said looking up at him.
"Perhaps, he could. In a fair fight I sure he win. But could Shane beat up Martinez and me? I have a lot of people on my side. We could take him," Philip promised.
"Fuck you. What do you want?"
"Your surrender," he says.
"You have my body, but my heart belongs to Shane," I said looking away from him.
"Don't say that name in front of me again," Philip said loudly slapping me across the face.
I wished for a moment I could rub my face where his hand had hit my cheek so hard. I tried to move my hand, but had no luck. I was really starting to get pissed off.
"Shane," I challenged him.
"You have had your fun. Tried to escape, but now you are back here. You have to face the facts. I am keeping you, and if I can't keep you, then I'll kill you," he said coldly.
"You are an asshole," I said feeling like I could cry.
"I know. But I am not unreasonable. I'll make you a deal. I'll let you leave Woodbury alive," He promised.
"What?"
"Yes. You can leave here without Shane. He'll stay here and pay for your crimes," Philip smirked.
"I told you I have not committed any crimes. Michonne acted on her own. I was only ever kind to you," I said trying to reason with him again.
"You played me. Pretended to care to get information for Rick. You were a spy, Andrea," his voice was dark.
He is losing his mind, I thought. There would be no reasoning with him. He was too far gone.
"I could not have been a spy. I did not know that Rick and everyone was still alive," I said defensive.
"Shut up. Make a choice. Are you going to leave Shane to die? Or stay with me?"
"You'll probably kill us both anyways," I muttered.
"Andrea, I am hanging Michonne tonight. Should I hang your boyfriend too?"
"No, I'll stay with you here," I said softly.
"That's the right choice," Philip replies patting my shoulder.
I want to scream at him to keep his hands off of me, but suddenly I find myself unable to speak.
My hands are shaking, and I am wondering what he will do next. For the first I wanted Philip actually to kill me.
I did not want to be raped again or touched by him.
I did not want hear his threats to the people I loved.
But I had to try to survive.
Because I wanted to hold Shane one last time.
"Andrea, I saved you. I fucking saved your life. For myself," Philip says a gleam of pride in his eyes.
Then he un-handcuffed me, and looked into my eyes.
"Are you going to run away again?"
"No," I lied.
"Good girl. Now we can have some fun," he said pushing toward the bed.
I laid down. I was too tired to fight. I closed my eyes and prayed it would be over soon.