Anything else but my Samantha.

Dr Nigel, we both know this is not your child. The fact that Thanos said he was going to take care of us regardless is so sweet but I didn't take it to mind."

Nigel kept quiet not saying anything, his head dropped to his chest, like a reprimanded child.

" It is mine Samantha..."

" No, it's not. The time doesn't add up. I wish I knew who too but I don't."

" Do you remember when you last went for a monthly pap smear, It was an Artificial Insemination procedure you received instead. My wife then was supposed to have that performed on her but am guessing she tricked you into doing it for her."

Samantha tiled her head to the side, and bite her lip.

She remembered, she had given her place to a Heather, come to think of it, it really was different from the other days, she had gone there.

Nigel looked at her as she silently bite on her lip and tears stream down her face.

" Samantha..." Nigel said attempting to touch her shoulder. When he did, she violently shook his hand away.

" Am I so vulnerable that people will do whatever​ shit that they want to me, Abandoned me when I was a just a baby, blind me and now getting me pregnant intentionally too?" It was a question Nigel didn't know the answer to.

" Samantha, am so...."

" You are not any different... you undressed me without my permission too. You know how that felt? Everyday, I strive to do things on my own, and I do just fine but today you just made me feel like the disabled I am. Am not saying am not, but give me the fu*king credit. Am not totally useless."

" Am Sorry Samantha, I'll never do it again, please....I know I was inconsiderate to the things you do for yourself. It's really commendable, you are really doing great."

He said holding her hand. She did not push him away so he hugged her and felt her body trembling as she cried.

His heart hurt too. But Samantha was in his arms. What can be better than that?

When she had calmed down, he softly asked her again.

" So, will you be my girlfriend, I'll really be a good boyfriend...I promise."

Samantha's lips formed a timid and trembling smile. Her eyes groping the void, her pupils almost a Mable white, they where the most saddest eyes his ever seen. She could only nodd to his question...

He happily laughed and hugged her again.

" Am happy right?" she asked herself.

When Nigel turned to face her. Samantha had on a faint smile, she leaned her head slightly to one side and her fingers played with a silver ring she had on her forefinger.

Nigel sat there silently gawking at her, he feared she would disappear if he said something.

" Such absurd thinking Nigel..." he smiled.

" Can I..." Samantha finally told him, when she raised both her hands, he understood what she was asking him.

" Sure..." He said putting his face forward.

She looked for his face before Nigel directed her hands to his face and closed his eyes. Her touch was firm and you could tell she had used her hands a lot these past years.

" Never in a million years had I thought this would be my life..." Tears sprang to her face.

" I'll be a happy for a little while when he is by my side but one day if he decides am not worth it, I'll have to let him go."

She ran her fingers on his forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, his chin and then she slowly stroked his lips delicately. Nigel dared not breath or move, it was the most sensual feeling he had ever felt. There were no eyewitnesses to his blushing.

She finally let go of his face.

Lisa with her loud voice called Samantha for lunch, disrupting the scene to the annoyance of Nigel and the relief of Samantha.

" Is your leg ok?" he asked her.

"I can walk if I hold on to you a little." and that's how they walked back inside.

When the both sat at the dining table, both Lisa and Marcus could tell there was really something that changed over night. both of them couldnt stop blushing.

" Marcus, we should also go and spend a little time under the leafy shade, maybe we will come out married too."

Lisa was serious because she liked Marcus but she knew he was in love with Samantha.

" Yeah... sure, why not." and they both laughed.

After lunch, both Nigel and Samantha went upstairs. When he opened the door to Samantha's room, he could tell the bed was not made by Lisa, Samantha had made her own bed, It was a mess but he wasn't going to say that.

The awkwardness between them was choking.

Nigel gathered up some courage and asked her.

" Can I kiss you?"

" You wouldn't​ dare..." he heard Thanos' voice.

Samantha shyly nodded.

" She is my Samantha..."

He moved in to kiss her,

" That's just a new low, like father like son. Thanos what do you expect from a trash that was born out of trash. Dustin's​ voice said mockingly

Samantha waited but their lips didn't meet, she felt his breath but there was hesitation.

" Anything else but my Samantha... you do not deserve her."

He heard Dustin's sarcastic laugh.

" Samantha, Samantha, Samantha." he said out loud.

" Are you ok Dr...."

Samantha didn't get to finish her sentence when his lips came to hers with force.

" I am now...and don't call me Dr, call me Nigel." He said as he went in to kiss her again.