Chapter 3
I was locked in the Governor's apartment left alone with my thoughts. He disappeared for a few days, but Martinez still brought me my meals. There was no conversation between us. Martinez brought my meals and left with no words.Which was fine, I didn't feel like making small talk anyways.
I attempted not eat, but my stomach got the best of me. My body screamed I needed food.
By the end of the week Philip reappeared, as if he never left. Seeing him made me sick.
"How is the baby?" He asked in a completely calm voice.
"We both would be doing better if I could get some sunshine," I said longing to be unchained from this bed.
"Maybe in time that can be arranged. Once I can trust you not to run. Have you calm down since I was gone? You ready to work things out?" He asked, acting like I had a choice. I didn't have a choice, I was his prisoner.
"You killed Michonne and Milton. I don't know how we can move forward from that,"I said coldly.
"I explained to you that they had to go. They were holding you back. I only I can keep you safe. I am the only one who can make you happy," he says touching my blonde hair gently.
Suddenly I know why he is here. What he expects of me. I don't want to have sex with him again, but looking into his eye I know it's what he wants. He has a look of desire on his face.
"If you love me and want me to be happy, you will let me go. I won't go to the prison. I will go somewhere else. Just please let me move," I pleaded with him.
"Andrea, you are having my child. You aren't going anywhere. I will never let you go. I am home now. And I going to make you some tea, you can take a bath, and then I'll fuck you. Understand?"He says forcefully.
I say nothing, but follow his instructions. After my bath,
he takes my body.
He kisses me everywhere, and is soft, almost careful as he rapes me. His hands stays on my stomach. This baby is all he can think about. The only thing keeping me alive. The only reason he hasn't killed me.