3 comments/ 16874 views/ 6 favorites Seasons With Samantha: Spring By: OldKingClancy This is the last chapter in the 'Seasons With Samantha' series. I would like to thank all who read and commented on the story especially JAG who I've gotten to know better, hopefully you are still with us and this is the happy ending you've been waiting for. Story first, sex second. ** Extract from the Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 4 by Bryce Dawltry. You know how in movies, the hero defeats the bad guy and gets the girl at the end. Does that still count if the hero and the bad guy are the same person? I don't know why I still think like that, I'm finally with the girl I love, we're about to be a family and I'm in the best relationship I've ever been in. Oh Christ I'm in a relationship, this is whole new territory to me. My name is Bryce Dawltry and the dumbest thing I ever did was fall in love with a girl called Samantha Wyllie. It just took me too long to realise it. Chapter 16: In Bloom Sam and I were officially a couple again, we'd moved in together and were planning for the baby's arrival. It's true there was an underlying tension given my suicide attempt but with Sam focussing on our future we never let it get too much for us. It was the beginning of March, by now Sam's bump had increased to the point that she couldn't hide it as effectively as before, we were at the doctors waiting to find the gender of our baby. ** Sam sat down nervously on the chair in the doctor's office, Bryce helped her lie down on the chair as she put her legs on the stirrups. "I'm jealous Sam, I thought I was the only one you opened your legs for." "You sure know how to ruin a moment little brother." "I'm sorry Sam, I'm just nervous." "Don't worry little brother, you'll do fine." At that moment the doctor came in, she was a small, middle aged woman, slightly plump but not fat. Sam recognized her as the doctor that was present at her birth and had been with her through the years. "I never thought I'd be here. You use to be such a good wee girl Samantha what happened to you?" "I fell in love." "That's what my daughter said and now I've got three grandchildren." The doctor laughed. "How are you doing Sam?" "I'm good Dr Welsh, I've got my best friend by my side." "Let's hope he's more than that before the baby arrives." Bryce rolled his eyes at another 'Do the right thing' comment. Dr Welsh put a dollop of... Jelly? Bryce didn't know what the stuff was but she put it on Sam's stomach then rolled the ultrasound camera across her. Sam and Bryce stared at the fuzzy black-&-white screen intently. "Looks healthy, always a good sign. You two still want to know the sex?" Sam and Bryce nodded, neither one of them losing sight on the screen. "Ok then, if we turn round just a little bit. There, see that little thing there. That's the beginning of a penis, you're having a boy. ** A son, me and Sam were having a son. I looked at her, tears rolling down her smiling face, as I watched her my own tears made her a blur so I hugged her to remind me she was still there, she was still with me On the drive home Sam called her parents to tell them the good news, John was happier than Mary since he was more accepting of our illicit relationship but she was glad to hear the news nonetheless. ** Bryce opened the door for Sam as they went inside, they were both still smiling as they sat down on the sofa. "So, a boy." Bryce put his arm over Sam's shoulder. "I know, is that what you wanted?" "Sam with you we could've had a fuckin lizard and I'd be happy." Sam chuckled slightly and shifted in her seat, getting more comfortable. "You need anything?" "No thanks little brother. Just you." Bryce locked his hand with Sam's and rested them on her stomach, he kissed her forehead and listened to her sigh contently. "You have any ideas for names?" He asked her. "A couple. You?" "I was thinking if he gets to suck on your tits I'll call him Lucky Bastard." "Bryce! That's disgusting." "I'm sorry Sam I'm still a little nervous, they don't train you to be a father." Sam spun round and placed held Bryce's chin in her hand. "Bryce, everything you've been in life, a friend, a cousin, a lover. An asshole. You've always been great at being whatever you are at the time. You'll be a wonderful father." Bryce leaned forward and kissed Sam, he needed the confirmation from her because he was more terrified than he would actually admit to her. They kissed again, and again, Bryce's hand slipped down and cupped his lover's ass. Sam rolled on top of Bryce, her hands wrapped around his head as they kissed, Bryce looped his thumbs into Sam's trousers and effortlessly pulled them down, he smiled when he saw that Sam had left herself commando after the trip to the doctor's, her cunt hair shone with her juices. Sam reached down, unbuttoned Bryce's trousers and pulled his hardening dick out, she moved herself up and rubbed his dick against her cunt. Bryce loved the feeling of his cousin's pussy hugging his cock, the wet hair tickled him and he let out a small pleasure moan. Sam kept rocking on Bryce, the tip of his dick was brushing her clit and sending electric shivers through her body. Bryce looked at Sam's very erect nipples poking through her top, his hands never leaving Sam's legs Bryce leaned forward and sucked Sam's nipples through her top, the feeling of Bryce's mouth and the material of her top both stimulating her was almost too much for her. They hadn't even fucked yet and yet she could feel the oncoming's of an orgasm rise from her pussy. Sam lifted herself up and down onto Bryce's cock, she came as soon as she landing, her hands shot up and grabbed Bryce's head inadvertently covering his ears but she was still loud enough for him to hear. "Fuckin Christ." Bryce could easily hear Sam's muffled voice, secretly he was upset he couldn't fully hear her, he loved the sound of her cumming and the fact he made her like that. "OHHAIEHA" Sam pushed Bryce's head deeper into her breasts, Bryce pulled her top down, nearly ripping it in the process and tasted her now bare nipples, hard and warm in his mouth. He was shocked when a sudden shot of milk hit his mouth but the warm, sweet taste just made him suck harder, he hadn't had breast milk in long time if ever – he couldn't remember if his mother breast-fed him before she died. Sam looked down at her lover tasting her milk, it was one of the most erotic sights she'd ever seen and sent her on the way to a second orgasm. When she felt the first hit of Bryce's cum hit her cunt she pulled his face up and kissed him as she came for the second time, she could taste her milk on his lips and loved it, she made note to try it again sometime soon. ** We lay on the sofa together, I put my head on her stomach and listened to our child. As I held my ear to her I looked at her face, she had a look of peace and contentment on her face. That look reminded me that no matter what happens, when I'm with Sam I'm happier than I'll ever be. Chapter 17: Same Shit, Different Day. While Sam and I were better than ever Johnny was still coming to terms with his brother's death, because of Sam's pregnancy I had to spend more time with her but when I got the chance I met Johnny at the train station. ** Bryce arrived to find Jonathan sitting in the shade of the station shelter. "Ain't use to coming here in the daylight." Johnny said as Bryce sat down beside him. Johnny offered Bryce a cigarette but he shook his head. "I've quit." "Good luck." Johnny lit the cigarette for himself. "So what's up man we haven't seen each other in long time." "Well when you see your best friend kill a badger with only his feet you tend to stay away." "Hey. When the fuck did we become friends?" Bryce had to laugh at that. "I', sorry I couldn't spend more time with you Johnny, I've just been so busy with Sam and the kid." "Are you and Sam... Y'know?" "Yeah we're together now, we're living together and we have a son on the way, he's expected June/July. Christ Johnny I've done it, I'm actually in a relationship, I've never been in one before." "What about Elizabeth, what about Paige?" "A real relationship, I went out with them just to fuck them they don't count." The two friends laughed, remember their last conversation similar to this one. "Listen Bryce I am happy for you two even if I don't seem it. I love Sam and I know how happy you make her, after what you've gone through together you deserve each other." "What about you, don't you deserve something." "Nah, I was born in shit and I'll die in shit. If I stay in shit it won't seem so bad." "How wonderfully depressing of you." "Do you expect any less?" ** We talked for hours, catching up on what we missed, our past, our future. I can't explain it but there was an underlying sense that with everything changing we wouldn't talk again for a long time. I felt like I was losing my friend. ** Bryce only noticed the time when Jonathan got a text from Sam. "Here, the missus wants you to head back." "What? Why's she texting you?" "She says she tried you but you weren't answering your phone." Bryce immediately checked his pockets, only to find that he didn't have his phone with him. It suddenly dawned on him where he left it. "Shit, I left my phone at the Lake, I put it on the table before..." "You mean to tell me, you haven't noticed you left your phone for over three months?" "I don't have time to get into this I need to get back." "Well get going then, don't let me stop you." "Sure, thank Johnny it's been too long." "No problem. Listen before I forget Vincent's funeral's set for May, you can come if you want." "I'll come for you, I don't want any respect paid to the bastard, brother or otherwise." "I don't blame you. See you." "Bye." Bryce jogged away, back to his apartment. Jonathan stayed in the shade a few more minutes, he thought things over in his head about Bryce and Sam. "Lucky bastards." He laughed under his breath before flicking his cigarette away and getting up. Bryce arrived back at home just as the sun began to set in the distance. He rushed upstairs to find Sam sitting in their bed, reading a book wearing nothing but an open dressing gown and her reading glasses. "There you are little brother, I thought you were ignoring me." "No way." "Then why didn't you answer my texts?" "Would you believe I left my phone at the Lake House?" Sam struggled not to laugh as she pretended to think about her answer. "Yeah, I believe you. I bit stupid of you but stupid enough to be believable." Bryce climbed into bed beside Sam. "So why'd you want to talk to me, anything important?" "Well I was feeling in the mood about an hour ago but when I had to text Jonathan to get you I kinda lost it." "Fuck, I didn't think it be that important." Sam smirked. "You're stupid enough to lose your phone, for three months, you get what's coming to you. Besides it gave me a chance to catch up on my book." "What you reading?" "Lady Chatterley's Lover. Paige recommended it to me." "Hm, quite a saucy book for such an innocent little catholic girl like you to be reading." "Ah little brother you still don't understand, as long as I feel guilty at the end of it I can repent my sins and be clean as a nun's whistle." "The fuck is a nun doing with a whistle?" Sam laughed at that, in doing so her breasts bounced on her chest which caught Bryce's attention easily. When Sam saw that her cousin was watching her essentially jiggle it made her happy that he was still interest in her, the hormones from the pregnancy made her doubt her look but obviously Bryce didn't doubt it for a second. Bryce was still watching her when her nipples hardened, excited by the feelings of lust that passed between them. Without saying a word, Bryce leaned forward and too his cousin's nipple into his mouth again, once more tasting her sweet milk. Using his right hand, Bryce traced Sam's legs up to her cunt. Her warmth getting stronger as he got closer, her wetness evident before his fingers even touched her pussy, when his entire hand cupped her Sam sighed in delight. Bryce sucked harder on Sam's nipple, his index and ring finger stroked the lips of her cunt while his middle finger slipped in-between them and his thumb rubbed her clit. Sam gave out a little squeak as the feelings of ecstasy inside her grew, her cunt was sucking on Bryce's hand, taking his fingers in deeper and deeper each time. "Oh, heh, oh god little brother. Ke, ah, keep going." Bryce let go of Sam's nipple and kissed her cheek, he nibbled on her ear and whispered. "I love you Sam." "I love, my god, I love you too." "Never lose you, never leave you." "Never little brother, never." Bryce's hand got faster, Sam's pussy was getting wetter and hotter by the second. "Bryce, I'm gonna, gonna come really soon." Bryce remained silent, all he did was lean forward and kiss Sam on the mouth, her legs squeezed together on his hand and she moaned into his mouth as she came but the sound was muffled by Bryce. Once her orgasm had calmed Sam looked deep into Bryce's eyes, she kissed him again. "Thank you." She whispered. Bryce just nodded. Sam rolled over and with Bryce's arm over her stomach she fell asleep. Bryce followed her not long afterwards. ** After a few days of teasing from Sam I managed to get a couple days off work to head up to the Lake House and get my stuff back. Even now I still can't believe I left them there for so long, I mean I could understand after all I barely used my phone, Sam was always with me so we only needed her keys and John and Mary were paying for all the baby stuff. But for that amount of time? Maybe a higher power was at play here. ** Despite being 6 months pregnant Sam insisted she come along with Bryce, obviously Bryce would drive the whole journey but he was happy to have the company. Intentionally or otherwise Sam was wearing near enough the same outfit as their last trip up together; the thin white tank top, the pink bra underneath, the short red skirt and, as Bryce had the pleasure of knowing beforehand, the pink thong. They had been on the road about an hour and were just reaching the quiet back-roads. "It's weird Sam, last time we took this journey we were joking about me seeing you change in your room, now I've seen so much more of you and I watch you get changed every day." "It's called progress little brother, evolution. We grow and so we grow together." "I though you religious fuckers couldn't use the 'E' word." "I'm open-minded Bryce, if I was some repressed weirdo we wouldn't be together." "And yet when I say the littlest thing against your religion I get shit for it. How's that fair?" "It's my religion so when I point out its faults I'm embracing the whole thing. When you point out its faults you're focussing on one aspect and being offensive." "I can't win with you can I?" "Do you really want to risk it?" Bryce put his hand over to Sam's side, took her hand in his and kissed it. "No, I really don't." It was late evening by the time they arrived at the motel, they didn't get the same room as last time but the lay-out was identical. As before Sam went for a shower straight away, this time not forgetting a towel. The hot water bathing over her was a godsend, the trip up wasn't as hot as the last one but still much too warm for her liking and to feel the sweat and grime pour away was bliss. Sam was so engrossed with her shower she didn't hear the door open, she was only aware of Bryce being in the same room when he joined her in the shower. "Bryce? What the hell?" "I couldn't wait, the window's stuck and it's sticky as hell out there." "Hm? And I suppose the naked girl in here wasn't a factor." Bryce hugged Sam from behind, cupping her breasts and kissing her neck. "More than you think Sam." Sam let her cousin's hands wander her body, her own hands fell down and held her stomach. She no longer felt the shower, all that there was in the world was her and her lover. Bryce's dick rose in-between her legs, rubbing against her pussy, he held her close and slowly entered her. Sam pushed against the wall as Bryce carefully fucked her, he didn't want to make her fall or cause harm to the baby. He took a whiff of her wet hair, she had washed it before he came in and the smell of strawberries added a brightness to her, almost as if her smile was bigger than before. Sam loved the feeling of Bryce taking her from behind, his mouth on her neck, his hands on her body, treating her like the goddess he knew her to be. As Sam pushed back against the wall Bryce pushed forward, getting deeper and deeper into her. When Sam began to feel the start of a cum her knee went weak and she fell backwards, the force of her sent Bryce falling as well. He landed hard on the floor but he didn't feel the pain, he only cared about if Sam was alright. When he heard Sam laughing his mind was put at ease, Sam turned to Bryce still laughing. "I came little brother. When I fell on you I came." Bryce laughed with Sam, he kissed her then helped her up and they finished getting washed together. ** We ordered a pizza again and talked through the night. Sam went to bed early but I stayed up a little longer, remembering the people I heard last time, as the night drew on I listened out for them. The couple had stopped arguing about that piss stain. The woman and the lesbian prostitute got the husband involved. The man crying and jerking off finally found a partner. Everyone was finding someone. Walking to the bedroom and watching Sam, I knew I had as well. Chapter 18: Keeping It In The Family. Even with the sleep I get from Sam I still wake up pretty early. When I looked at the clock on the wall it read 6:45, we weren't in any hurry so I left Sam alone. ** Sam stirred awake around 8:00 to find Bryce up and in the kitchen with a coffee. "Hey pour me one will you?" "Sure." "You been up long?" "Just over an hour, didn't want to wake you." "You're so considerate." Sam said half-sarcastically as she sat down at the table, Bryce poured their coffees and sat down beside her. "I was thinking Sam, about this trip. It'll be afternoon by the time we get there but if we leave straight away it'll be early morning before we get home. You fancy stopping off at the shops, getting some food and staying the night, we can head home early tomorrow." "I'd love it, a chance away from everyone, just the two of us. How it all began." Bryce put his hand on her stomach. "Only this time we've got an extra passenger." Sam gave a half smile and kissed Bryce. The two of them packed up and left within the hour, a light drizzle of rain cooled them down as they drove, the windows open and the roof up. At one point Sam stuck her head out the window and let the wind take her over, when she sat back down her hair was a mess but neither she nor Bryce cared. When they arrived at the Lake House Bryce dropped Sam off and headed into town, he found George's shop, it was nearly empty so Bryce could feel George watching him as he gathered the food. He dreaded going to the counter but he needed to face George, face the judgement. To his surprise George smiled when he reached the counter. "I didn't think it was you Mr Dawltry. I heard about your little skinny dip and I feared the worst." "It'll take more than some cold water to kill me George." George laughed. "Bryce I know well enough not to pry into personal business but you start making jokes and I'll start thinking you've got over it, I don't want to bring up some uncomfortable shit." "Then we'll leave it at that. How are Cameron and his wife doing?" "Good, they had a kid a few months ago, a daughter." Seasons With Samantha: Spring "That's nice, got to say George you're pulling off the Grandfather look brilliantly." "You cheeky bastard. I was going to let you have this for free giving what happened but after that..." Bryce laughed. "Sorry, how much for it all?" "£15:23." "Here, I might pop by later. If not goodbye." "Goodbye Bryce." Bryce and George shook hands and Bryce left back to Sam. He carried the bags inside and found Sam standing on the pier looking out at the calm lake. He walked outside to join her, she heard the door opening and shit round. "Oh, hey little brother. I was just a little out of it." "You seemed deep in thought, sorry if I interrupted you." "Don't be I was only thinking about swimming. One thing I miss doing but can't because of this mess you left me in." "Sam I promise after the baby's born you can swim as much as you like." "And who'll be looking after the kid, you'll be off at University trying to be a doctor, helping people. I can't be selfish and swim." "Sam being a doctor isn't the be all and end all of my future, I'll take other options. Besides it took me months to realise I was in love with you if I'm that stupid there's no fucking way I can be a doctor." "Don't be ridiculous Bryce you have the grades." "Barely, I needed 5 As on the first try and I left school with 4, 2 of them I had to retake." "It's better than what most people in your class got. You have options yes but you have a dream and that's more important." "We all have dreams Sam, but we can't all get what we want. Sometimes it's better to have a dream and lose it then to have never dreamed at all." Sam turned round to face Bryce. "You fucking cynic." "That's how you love me." He leaned forward and kissed her. "A well-made point little brother. But perhaps more evidence is needed." Sam headed back to the house, pulling her top up and over her head and leaving it on the pier. Bryce had to shake himself out of his trance and followed her inside. That evening Bryce cooked Sam her favourite dinner, Lamb chops with roast potatoes and peas. He had no reason to, he just wanted to. They sat down together and talked for ages about nothing important until Bryce brought up something interesting. "This house, what do you think about us moving in here, to live together." "That's not a good idea." "Why not?" "Firstly this is a holiday home for everyone in our family, secondly, and I don't know how you feel about this, but when I look out at that lake all I see is you crashing through the ice." ** I looked out the window to the lake and she was right, I did see myself falling. A sudden wave of cold washed over me. ** "You're right Sam, sorry I wasn't thinking right." "You were thinking about the right thing, it just came about wrong. I love the fact that you want to move in together, in a real house, but I'm happy where we are now." "You finished with your plate?" "Yeah, here." Bryce took Sam's plate and took them to the sink. "Well we've got to admit, a two bedroom apartment isn't the best for a child, especially if the parents are still in full-time education. We will have to look for a bigger place and we'll need to do it sooner rather than later. Not to mention... what are you smiling at?" "Look at you little brother, last time we were here you were telling me how you were done with relationships and here you are planning our future together. You're growing Bryce." Bryce laughed, he had changed quite a bit. "Well if you remember Sam I told you the only girl I wanted or needed was you." "You just didn't realise how much you needed me." "Or how much you wanted me." Bryce sat down beside Sam. "Want? Don't flatter yourself little brother I didn't WANT you, I was just entertained by the idea of us together." "Yeah and I need you like a swim in ice water." "If that's what it took to bring us together, then you need me more." "Of course I do." Bryce kissed Sam. Suddenly Sam shot up. "Bryce, it kicked. The baby kicked." The baby had kicked before but Bryce had always missed it, he put his hands on his lover's stomach. There was nothing for a while and Bryce felt like he'd missed it yet again until he felt something move. "I felt it Sam, I felt him." Sam's eyes were filled with tears of happiness, she kissed Bryce again and let him rest his ear on her stomach. "We still need to think of a name for this guy. You have any in mind?" Bryce thought back to his saviours from the ice, he knew immediately what name he wanted to give his son. "How about Eddie?" "Eddie?" "Well Edward officially but we'll call him Eddie." "Eddie Dawltry. It has a ring to it, where'd Eddie come from." "Eddie Campbell, the guy who saved me from the ice." "Eddie. I love it." Bryce kissed Sam's stomach and felt another movement. They left the Lake House early the next morning, Bryce almost left the house without his phone, keys and wallet, the very things he came up for. The trip back to Glasgow was quiet and uneventful, except from a service station stop where a hormonal Sam took Bryce in the back seat of the car, a very uncomfortable and cramped experience but one of the greatest times Bryce ever had with Sam. They arrived home late at night and went straight to bed, Bryce wrapped his arm around Sam's waist and held onto her until he fell asleep. April had come round and the weather was finally warming up sufficiently, Bryce was back at work although Jonathan appeared at work less and less, it seemed like Bryce only saw his friend 3 days out of the week. One of the days he was alone he had a surprise visitor, Billie. "What brings you down here?" He asked her as she came in. Billie hugged Bryce. "What was that for?" "I heard about what happened to you. I'm just glad you're alright." "Thanks Billie, did you really come all the way down here just for that?" "No, can we find a place to sit." Bryce led Billie out to the garden section of the centre and sat with her on a bench. "So what's up?" "Bryce I know about you and Sam, I went by your apartment earlier and she told me." "And you're here to judge me?" "No, of course not. I'm actually here to tell you... I'm getting married." "Are you? Billie that's fantastic. Who's the lucky guy?" "Caleb, my brother. I'm pregnant with his child and we've just got engaged a few months ago." ** I was not expecting that. Billie always seemed so innocent to me but here she was getting married, pregnant, committing a sin and breaking the law. I stayed silent as Billie continued. ** "Bryce I'm telling you this not because you're my cousin but because you're going through the same thing." "Me and Sam aren't illegal though." "Does it matter, you love Sam and I love Caleb. We're both going to be parents, who cares about the consequences." She had him there, if he and Sam could fall in love despite society's beliefs why couldn't Billie and her brother? They actually made more sense together given Caleb's condition. He smiled and gave Billie a hug. "I am happy for you Billie, I was just a little shocked is all." "I understand Bryce, thank you. Will you be coming to the wedding?" "Only if you come to mine." "Deal." ** We talked for a little while longer before Billie left, I told Sam what she told me when I got home. She was surprised but happy none the less. We did regret not seeing Billie as much as we should've, she wasn't too far away and she was family. We made a note to see her in the future. Chapter 19: Funeral For An Enemy. By the middle of April Johnny wasn't coming into work at all, I tried to find him at home but I heard nothing from him until I got a call in the middle of the night. ** "Hello?" Bryce answered his phone. "Bryce it's Katie." Bryce wasn't happy to hear her voice. "What do you want Katie?" "It's Johnny, Bryce you need to stop him." There was genuine terror in her voice. "Where are you?" "Dreyer's Pub. Bryce you need to stop him." Bryce didn't bother asking what was going on, he simple hung up, got a coat and drove off to the pub. When he arrived Katie was outside, she seemed scared which Bryce found strange. "Where is he?" "He's inside, thank god you made it." Katie led Bryce inside the pub, in the middle of the bar was Jonathan, he was standing but swaying side-to-side, obviously drunk, he had a broken bottle in his left hand and a trial of blood dripping down from a wound on his arm but he made no notice of it. "Come on." Jonathan slurred, he tried to lift his arm but couldn't manage it fully. "Someone fuckin come at me." "John. What's going on?" "Never you fuckin mind Bryce. This is between me and any motherfucker who tries it." "Have you lost your mind? You'll get killed." "That's the fuckin idea." Jonathan spoke under his breath but loud enough for Bryce to hear what he said. "Johnny, calm down, put the bottle down and let's go." "No. I can't go I'm not finished her I haven't got what I want." "What do you want?" "To feel. I'm just so fuckin numb all the time, I just want to fuckin feel something just, feel..." Jonathan spotted the blood on his arm, he stared at his wound and started laughing. "Just feel something." He whispered before he fell forward, knocking a table over as he did. "Christ, Katie help me with him please." Katie and Bryce helped carry Jonathan to Bryce's car and laid him on the back seats. Bryce and Katie sat on the hood on the car, Katie took out a cigarette and lit it. "I almost didn't recognize you, the beard's new." "I ran out of razor blades three days ago, haven't been to the shops yet." "Seems much longer." A silence past between them as they thought how to end this uncomfortable silence. It was broken by Bryce. "How'd you get my number?" "Johnny dropped his phone during his rant, I managed to grab it before he noticed." "Why'd you call me?" "Who else could I call?" "No I mean why call anyone, why you. I never known you to actually, y'know care." "I'm not a complete bitch Bryce. I do care about people, on occasion. Besides I've been through a lot I don't want anyone to depend on me." "I know, James told me what Vincent did to you." "James? Oh fuck James, he was there he saw it all." "You don't seem to worried about what he did." "Should I? Come on Bryce it was Vincent, he was a cunt and I was drunk I got what was coming to me." Katie pointed to an alleyway near the pub. "It was right there he had his way with me, I would've fucked him easily he was a good looking boy. I guess he just had a power thing." Katie dropped her cigarette. "I guess I called you because I have something Vincent didn't. A second chance. I'm not sure if it's regret or redemption or if I just really wanted to help someone for once. Here's hoping huh." ** I'll say it right now, I don't like Katie, she's unnecessarily mean and far too lax about her frequent sexual encounters. However I do respect that she's willing to change. I haven't seen her since I got in the car and left to take Johnny to the hospital, I hope she lands on her feet. Really I do. ** Jonathan woke up in the car. "Where the fuck am I?" "On the way to the hospital. You went bat-shit crazy, you almost killed yourself." "The fuck did you stop me for?" Jonathan lit another cigarette. "What's wrong with you Johnny, ever since Vincent you've seemed a little distant. Hell in the bar you were telling me you just wanted to feel something." "I don't know what's wrong with me. I hated him Bryce but I can't get over the fact that he's dead, he's really gone and I... Fuckin Christ what's wrong with me?" "Nothing John, you lost a family member it's understandable that you'll feel upset." "Please, I might as well bury Vincent with that fuckin badger for all he meant to me." Bryce knew what Jonathan was doing, he was trying to prove that he didn't care about his brother's death. Bryce was unconvinced. When they reached the hospital Jonathan decided to go in alone, it was him that needed help and he needed it alone. Bryce said his goodbyes to Jonathan and drove away, as he drove away from the hospital Bryce looked in his rear-view mirror and watched Jonathan cross the road and head away from the hospital. He decided not to go after him. Bryce arrived home to a worried Sam, as soon as he was in she ran up and hugged him. "Bryce where were you? You just ran out without a word." "Sorry Sam, Johnny was having a crisis I needed to help him. I should've told you." "It's fine, just tell me next time ok." "Sure." Bryce kissed Sam and let her go. "You want a drink little brother, I'm going to make myself a hot chocolate." "Sure I loved one, thanks." Bryce took off his coat and shoes as he watched Sam head to the kitchen, she had to reach up to get the hot chocolate powder. As she did her nightie rose up and Bryce got a clear, unabashed look at her ass-cheeks. Intoxicated by the sight Bryce sauntered over to Sam, he stood behind her and placed his hands on her hips. "What is going on in that head of yours little brother?" Sam's voice turned soft and sultry. Bryce said nothing, he only moved his hands downwards, feeling the curve of his cousin. He kissed her neck and cupped her ass, Sam giggled as she felt the prickly hair from Bryce's three-day unshaven chin tickle her. Sam turned around, she kissed Bryce softly, he lifted her up and she sat on the kitchen counter, Bryce took the hem of Sam's nightie and pulled it up over her head, she completely naked underneath. Bryce pulled his trousers down, knelt down and put his face between her legs, the hair on his chin that tickles her neck now tickled her cunt, Sam made a mental note to have Bryce keep his beard. Bryce moved up his lover's body, he kissed her stomach, her belly-button, her breasts. He sucked her nipples and yet again he was rewarded with the warm, sweet milk he loved so much. With the taste still lingering on his lips Bryce stood up and kissed Sam, as they kissed Sam wrapped her legs around Bryce's waist and pulled him closer. His dick entered her effortlessly, they were meant to join together, they never stopped kissing as they fucked, their hands never stopped moving, touching each other. Bryce could feel the heat of their child emanating from her enlarged stomach, easily the sexiest thing about her, since he was enamoured by the sight of her Bryce was the first to come, he held Sam close and slowed down as his cum shot into her but once he was finished he quickened his pace, wanting to make her feel as good as he felt. She put her mouth next to his ear and whispered. "I'm going to come little brother, make me come." Bryce couldn't deny her request. His hands groped her ass and pulled her in as he fucked her faster and faster. Her breasts were shaking on her chest so he leaned down and devoured them. From above him Bryce could hear Sam panting. "Bryce. I'm. Going. To. Muhmm. God. Fuck. Please." Bryce shot back up and kissed Sam just as she screamed into his mouth, her velvet pussy pulsed around his cock and her arms tighten around him. As Sam's orgasm subsided she and Bryce put their noses together in an Eskimo kiss, both smiling happily and laughing quietly. "Bryce, can you do me a favour." "Anything Sam." "Don't shave." Bryce laughed and kissed Sam again. They never had the hot chocolate. For the next week Bryce and Sam were at their happiest, the love between them was strong, the sex was frequent and the hormones didn't cause too many arguments between them. It would've been perfect except life doesn't work that way. One day near the end of April Bryce was woken by the sound of a loud knock at his door, half asleep he answered it to see Jonathan's mum Karen on the other side, the look on her face a mixture of sadness and fury. "Where is he?" "Karen, it's 8 in the morning. Who do you want?" "You know damn well who I want. My son where is Jonathan?" "I don't know I haven't seen him in a week. Keep it down please you'll wake Sam." "Great, my son's disappeared and taken his brother with him." "What?" "Jonathan stole Vincent's body from the undertakers last night. Sped off in the hearse and I haven't heard anything from him. I was thinking you'd know where he would be." "He stole Vincent's body? I have an idea where he is, wait here for me to get dressed and I'll take you there." ** I told Sam I was going and would be back as soon as I could. When I heard Johnny took his brother's body I remembered what he told me. 'I might as well bury Vincent with that fuckin badger for all he meant to me.' I knew where he would be. ** Bryce told the story of the badger to Karen during the drive, she was shocked but she understood Jonathan had a lot of anger and violence in his heart, seeing her brought back so many bad memories so it was understandable he'd look for something to take it out on. When they arrived at the badger's grave Jonathan had already dug a shallow grave for Vincent, taken the coffin out the hearse and placed it beside the grave. Jonathan was sitting on the edge nursing a vodka bottle. Bryce told Karen to wait in the car as he walked over to Jonathan, the sound of wet mud alerted him to Bryce's presence. "I'm impressed Johnny, a grave that size in just a few hours." "How'd you know I was here?" "Your mother came to me looking for you, when I heard you stole Vincent I guessed you were." "Well guessed." "What are you doing here Johnny?" "Proving this motherfucker means nothing to me." "To who?" "You, Sam." Jonathan motioned with the bottle to his mum. "That cunt." "Yourself?" "Perhaps. So what now you want me to put him back in the car, take him back and let him have a proper funeral like he's actual human, like he's not a fuckin animal." Bryce put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "I want you to do what you thinks' right." For the first time in a long time Jonathan smiled, he got up and him and Bryce walked over the Vincent's coffin. But instead of picking it up the two of them tipped it so that Vincent's body fell into the grave. Karen saw what was happening and dashed out the car. "Jonathan what are you doing?" "Fuck off Karen this doesn't concern you." "That's my son." "And my brother, open your eyes and see him for the raping, murdering bastard he was." "Jonathan please, put him right he'll fall in." "That's the idea." And with that Jonathan opened the coffin lid and Vincent's lifeless body rolled gracelessly into the pit. Karen almost rushed to stop her son's body. "Jonathan what's wrong with you?" Jonathan stood up and got a jerry can filled with petrol from the hearse and poured it on Vincent as he talked to Karen "Nothing's wrong with me, I've never thought clearer than this before." "Stop pouring that. Get him out of there." "No, this is better than he deserves." "He's your brother." Jonathan threw the empty jerry can away. "And? Like that's supposed to mean anything, he means nothing to mean Karen." Jonathan took the vodka bottle out his pocket and poured the remaining vodka on Vincent before throwing the bottle in the grave. Karen watched in horror as her eldest child took a matchbook out his pocket, lit a match and held it over Vincent's grave. "Absolutely fuckin nothing." His eyes never leaving Karen's, Jonathan dropped the match into the grave, the body immediately caught fire. The smell was horrendous but Bryce stayed quiet, Karen just stared at what her son had done. "Jonathan, I can't, I just, can't even." "Don't waste your breath Karen, either pay your respects or fuck off." "How am I meant to leave, my ride here's staying with you." Seasons With Samantha: Spring Jonathan threw a set of keys at Karen. "There's the keys to the hearse, take it back they're probably missing it." Karen reluctantly picked up the keys and left, she said nothing as she got in the hearse and drove away. Jonathan and Bryce stood in silent as they watched the fire get stronger. It was Jonathan that broke the silence. "He was right you know." "Who was?" "Vincent, he was right about everything. I am a violent person, I don't want to be but there's so much hate in me I can't help it, I watched Vincent take after one side of Cyril and I spent so long trying not to become that aspect of him I didn't even realise I'd become the other part of him, the part filled with violence. He was right about Lori as well, I do have an inappropriate relationship with him. Jonathan wiped one of many tears away from his face. "I don't want to fuck her but I don't want anyone else to have her, I want to protect her, look after her, make her happy. I want her Bryce and only her but she's my fucking sister I can't think like that. I love her and not in the way I should it's stronger than that." "No-one's going to judge you Johnny. If they do they don't know what you've gone through." "Thanks Bryce, I needed to hear something positive coming out of all this." Jonathan lit a cigarette and threw the match in the still-burning grave. "I'm leaving soon Bryce, I've talked to my uncle in the army and I'm going to try and join him, maybe take this violence in me and put it to good use." "When do you leave?" "September, I'll spend a month getting cleaned up then I'll get ready to go." "Good luck to you Johnny, I'll miss you." "Same here, you've been a good friend through everything. Thank you" ** We hugged and said our goodbyes. As I watched Johnny walk away I knew that we would never speak to each other again, neither of us said anything but we both knew the next time we would see each other would be at one of our funerals. And we both knew I would be paying my respects. Chapter 20: This Is The End. Beautiful Friend. That was two months ago. I haven't seen Johnny or Karen since then, I miss Johnny he was my best friend and we've been through so much together. I just wish I gave him a proper goodbye instead of a lacklustre 'see ya later' at his brother's funeral. The date today is July 1st, one week ago Sam gave birth to our son Edward Dawltry, a healthy and beautiful baby boy. I've never been more in love with Sam than when I saw her holding our son to her breast, feeding him. I was right to call him Lucky Bastard. I got a postcard form Eddie and Jade, turns out Jade is the older sister of Rachel so she and Sam have kept in touch, they tell us that they got married and stole a car. They've been driving down Britain and about to reach France, after that they're going to travel the world. And they're expecting their first child by next year. The relationship that nobody else wanted and yet they're sticking with each other through thick and thin, lawful activities and less so. I said so long ago that love is easy, it's the people that are difficult. You only have to look at how fucked up my relationship with Sam was to see that. But the more I think about it the more I realise that that's bullshit as well, I thought my love of Sam would be difficult because, well because I was difficult, I thought I didn't love Sam and when I did I thought I lost her, I thought we wouldn't work together. Love isn't difficult and neither are the people if they work for something they really want, in my entire time with Sam I saw so many relationships that shouldn't work but they did because people wanted them to. Rachel and James; an innocent catholic raised girl and a recovering coke addict with a son. Leanne and Joseph; Father and daughter for 18 years before they found out they weren't related and found each other in the mess of their lives. Caleb and Billie; my own cousins, brother and sister and yet they ignore society and the law to fall in love and they've never been better. I think Sam's God had a hand in making me see that my theory of relationships was wrong. I love Sam, more than anything and when she gets home from the hospital I'm going to let her know I want to spend the rest of my life with her by my side. Now if you excuse me, I have a girl to make happy. ** Sam arrived home from the hospital sometime in the evening, Bryce helped her carry Edward inside. "Thanks for the help little brother." "Forget it Sam after what you've done I'll give you a piggyback to china if you want." "Tempting little brother." Sam took Edward through to their room, she noticed Bryce had left the computer on. "Bryce, the computer's still on." "Oh really, just shut it down please." Sam walked over to the computer and was about to press 'Shut Down' when she saw what was on the screen, Bryce was looking at the law regarding relationships between cousins. She read a paragraph Bryce had highlighted. 'Marriage between first cousins is permitted in Scotland.' "I don't know if you know that or not." Sam spun round to see Bryce standing at the doorway, a small box in his hands. "Bryce, what's going on?" "Did you know that, that we could get married legally?" "No, oh God are you?" Bryce walked forward, knelt down in front of Sam and opened the box in front of her. "Samantha Penelope Wyllie. Will you do me the greatest honour and marry me." Sam stared at ring, unable to form any words. After the longest time she thought of something to say. "Bryce, you're the dumbest man I ever met." Bryce's heart sank. "It took you far too long to do this. Of course I will you fucking moron." Sam jumped down and kissed Bryce harder than she'd ever done before. She waited until she'd stop crying to call her parents. ** She said yes, yes. We're getting married we're actually going through with it. My name is Bryce Dawltry and the dumbest thing I ever did was fall in love with a girl called Samantha Wyllie. And I do not regret a single minute of our time together. End Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 4. ** That is the end of Bryce and Sam, I hope you've all enjoyed the story, as always comments and feedback is appreciated. Jonathan will return, I have him in a future story – 'Thrown Down' in the Novel section – so look out for that. Thank you for reading and hopefully I'll see you for the next story.