Chapter Six- Force
Andrea's POV
Three days with the Governor, and my sister's still not been allowed a visit. It felt normal, somehow, to wake up in his arms again.
I feel the baby kicking. Primrose, I thought, knowing that she was a beautiful baby-girl who would look like her dad with big brown eyes and dark hair. I couldn't wait to hold her, but some sadness overcame me. Not only would I be raising her with a stranger, I couldn't call my baby by my chosen name,Primrose. She would be Charlotte now. But I didn't get a Charlotte vibe from her. In my mind, she'll eternally be Primrose Elizabeth Walsh. Despite not being able to call her Primrose.
"Morning Andrea," the Governor says, his hands moving all over my body. He put his lips on mine, and I returned his kiss for a few minutes. He kisses my neck slowly. His tongue moved from my neck to my breasts. Breaking free from his embrace, his displeasure was apparent.
The Governor said he had sex a couple times before his wife went into labor with their daughter, Sarah. Getting out of bed, I heard him suggest, "Sex may induce your labor sooner."
"I don't even know your real name," I said, moving around the apartment. I walked into the kitchen and decided to make myself breakfast.
Taking some bread, I spread peanut butter on the bread and started taking a few bites. I pour myself a glass of water, sipping it.
"Philip. That is my name," he says,walking into the kitchen with me.
"Philp, I'm not ready for sex yet," I said, dropping my half-eaten bread. He places his hand on my face. I notice he has nothing but his blue boxers on. He moves his hand from my face to remove his boxers.
His naked body covers me. "I saved your life. I owe you," he says, kissing my lips forcefully. He pushes me onto the bed, quickly removing my clothes. He starts kissing me all over before positioning me on my side to take me from behind.
"Please don't," I begged.
"You are mine," he says, thrusting himself into my behind. With a pillow over my head, he persists in going deeper. I lose sensation in my body, allowing him to finish inside me as I remain inert on the bed. He held me close as I cried.
"There, there," he softly said in my ear.
I wiped my eyes and told him, "You really hurt me."
"I didn't Andrea. I made love to you," he says, holding me closer.
"No, you raped me," I said, still crying.
He held my face tight, saying, "We made love, Andrea. Say you love me."
"I love you, Philip," I whispered, knowing he was mad at me.
"That's correct. We're crazy about each other, and we're having a baby. That's what happens when two people are in love, right?" He says like he was speaking the truth. I didn't even know the guy, let alone love him.
"Yes, they do," I responded, staring at the stained white bed sheets.
"Every morning and night, I will make love to you. I might have to go on supply runs but I will always return to you," he whispers in ear.
"Mind making me some breakfast?" I asked,wanting him to give me some space.
"No problem," he said, kissing my cheek,then going to the kitchen. I remained there, feeling utterly helpless, until I eventually got up and dressed again.
While up, I looked outside the apartment. There were two men standing outside the door obviously guarding the door.
"Running away is not an option, 'll never escape," he says, bringing me breakfast in bed.
I quietly ate breakfast after mentioning, "I was just looking outside."
"I am going to be gone until tonight. I have to go on a supply run with my men. Don't leave the apartment," he says forcefully.
"Can I see my sister?" I pleaded.
"I'll arrange for someone to bring her, but you must remain indoors. Is that clear?" he said forcefully.
"Yes," I said, then I kissed him. He leaves and I read a book while waiting for my sister Amy. She finally arrived after hours of waiting. In Woodbury, embracing Amy brought me happiness for the first time.