Chapter five
The minutes had turned into hours, and the hours into days. The days turned into weeks. And those weeks turned into months.
I was guessing it was about four months I had been chained to the Governor's bed and locked in his apartment.
I thought about Michonne and Milton who were now dead thanks to the Governor's insanity. They wanted to owe you, he had said. No they were trying to protect me. You wanted to owe me, I thought knowing I couldn't say those words outloud.
If I said or did the wrong thing my life was in danger. For the moment I had to do what the Governor demanded. I had no choice. That was the only way to survive.
I hear someone coming in the door. I turn and see Dr. Stevens.
She is here for our weekly check up. These appointments are the only way I can keep up with time. She usually tells me how far along I am in the pregnancy.
"Have you been eating better? I know the Governor was concerned about your appetite," she says as if this is a normal appointment and I am not locked to a bed.
"Yes. The morning sickness has stop. Philip has been making me tea,"I responded softly.
"Good. But make sure you get plenty of water too. That and milk are good for the baby," she smiles looking at my stomach.
"Dr. Stevens you have to help me. You know I am being held here against my will. You know how he is mentally abusing me. And I know you have the keys to unlock me. Please, just unlock me."
"You are being kept here because for your mental will being. You are sick Andrea. Being alone with those biters, has caused you to panic. And being pregnant, you never survive on your own out there. Stay here until after the baby is born. Then if you still want to go, I am sure the Governor will arrange it. Noone is a prisoner here," she said calmly again.
"But I am,"I said fresh tears coming to my eyes.
"Even if you are. And I know the truth.. I can't help you without upsetting the Governor. And I can't do that. I need the security and comfort Woodbury provides. Sometimes we all have to make sacrifices. I hate it but it is the way of the world now. I'll bring you something that will help you sleep. Atleast some rest will allow you to escape and be peace for a few hours," She says looking at me sadly.
She wants to help me but she won't.
Instead she gives me a few pills that put me into a deep sleep.
I fell my eyes getting heavy and I don't even try to fight going to sleep. Dr. Stevens is right. It's the only escape I will get from this nightmare.
Time to dream Andrea, I think. Dream about a time before walkers. Before the Governor. Before you lost your sister.
Before you were a prisoner who has to pee in a bucket.