Chapter 12

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, again we had school and stuff. Well… I hope you guys liked the previous chapter. But by the judging of the reviews, you guys hated it, but still loved it? Oh and check out the story 'The Wrong Love' I'm reading it, and it's sooo good! Enjoy~ -Em

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When: Day #6 in the Bahamas.

Where: girl's room, dock and island

Rachel's pov

"Morning." I greeted everyone entering the living room.

"Morning." they all replied sleepily.

Everyone was there watching TV except Quinn.

"Where's Quinn?" I ask.

"Still asleep." Mercedes replied, disappointed.

We spent all last night trying to tell Quinn that Sam loves her, but she wouldn't believe it and said that she was going to try and move on. But she can't give up now. I know Sam loves her. All of us know that, except them. Why do they both have to be so stubborn?

Just then Quinn walks out of her room, with a tear stained face, wearing sweats and her hair in a messed up bun.

"Morning." she greets us in a quiet voice.

"Good morning!" we all replied, sounding a little too enthusiastic. She just gives us a sad smile and joins us on the couch with her knees tucked all the way up to her chin. She looks so sad, and it causes everyone else to frown too.

"Hey, you know what? We should go somewhere, somewhere fun." Mercedes said in a happy tone.

The girls had a hopeful look on their faces but Quinn didn't even move or blink.

"Oh come on! Why don't we go on the boat? We are in the Bahamas right?" I said trying to wake her up a bit.

"Yeah, we need to go out." Santana says, sitting up. Then they all followed and went to get ready, but Quinn just sat there. Mercedes frowns, and turns leaving me and Quinn on the couch.

"Oh, come on Quinn, you can't just let him break you." I start. "He loves you; he just has to realize that. But for right now, you have to forget about him, and focus on you, I mean, this is a vacation and you can't let anything or anyone ruin your time here. Let's just go out and forget about all the drama." I said reassuring and comforting her.

She blinked at me and was hesitant for a moment. "I guess... You know what? You're right. I can't let him walk all over me, and ruin my vacation. Let's go." She agrees, smiling like nothing ever happened.

Oh, I hope this works out well.

Finn's pov

I wake-up feeling groggy and tired. Last night was crazy. Sam kept whining, and my back still hurts from the doggy piling.

After texting Rachel a 'good morning' and 'I love you,' I lazily get out of bed and quietly enter the living room to find Sam wide awake pacing back and forth, in deep thought. Of course.

"Dude, it's too early to be walking around like that." I say plopping onto the couch.

"But I gotta make things right between me and Quinn. I hurt her and I need her back." He said, frustrated.

"I can't believe you were that stupid to do that." Puck murmured, out of nowhere in his so called bed.

"I know!" Sam groans, getting even more upset. Just then, Mike and Kurt come walking in with Artie trailing behind. "Sam, stop your whining." Kurt said in an exasperated tone. But he just kept on sulking.

"Anyways, we're going boating today!" Artie beamed. Just then Puck sits up with a smug expression on his face. "I can drive!"

We all raise an eye brow not believing him, but just let it go. We are not risking our lives by letting him drive.

After brushing my teeth and changing into a t-shirt and shorts, I return to the living room to see everyone else dressed and awake, except Sam -who seemed to be practically dead.

"She'll turn around eventually." Blaine reassured him, getting a glass of water. "Yeah dude, you can't just sit there lifeless." Puck said, punching him playfully on the arm. But he didn't even budge.

After giving the rest of the guys, a worried look, I come up with something to say. "Just keep waiting and trying." But there's some slight doubt in my voice. Hopefully I can say the same for Rachel.

Sam's pov

I am so stupid! How couldn't I realize that I loved her? And now I lost her. I just need to keep trying. I won't give up.

After I actually picked myself up and carry on with life, I watched as the guys just continue on with their conversation. It looks so hot out, I wonder what we're gonna do today, will Quinn ever- OH MY GOD THEY'RE HERE.

"SHE'S HERE!" I yell out in agony, feeling butterflies in my stomach. "What?" Mike asked, confused.

"Th-The girls. They're... Here." I stutter out, nervously. They just roll their eyes and stand up. "Jeez, calm down Sam. It's just them." Rory said, opening the door.

I suck in a breath as they walk into the room, Quinn walks head held high and as if nothing ever happened, but I could see right through her.

As we ate, I tried to sneak a glance at her. How could she look so beautiful but yet so broken? She must've caught me looking, because she looks directly at me. I stare back with the same expression, of longing and love, and suddenly the atmosphere around us becomes unusually quiet.

After what seemed like to be an eternity, Rachel audibly clears her throat and Quinn looks away, breaking the trance I was in. All we could hear was the sound of cutlery and the TV in the background, how awkward.

"Aren't we going on the boat today?" Kurt asked, breaking the silence. Thank you, Kurt. "We are?" Brittany beamed, excitedly.

"And I'm driving!" Puck exclaimed, proudly. "Puck, no you aren't." Rachel said, sighing. He just gives her a dirty look and everyone else just starts talking about the boat and how much 'fun' we'll all have.

But my mind went back to what really mattered; getting Quinn back.

Quinn's pov

Don't cry, Quinn. Head held high, and don't let your guard down. You'll just seem vulnerable.

After cleaning and putting away the dishes, we loaded up the cars with food and other things we needed for the boat. As I walked around the room, helping everyone else get ready, I could feel Sam's eyes on me.

He doesn't matter, Quinn. He said that the kiss was a mistake and he still likes Mercedes. And it's your vacation! You are not gonna let him ruin it.

But no matter what I tell myself, it never seems to work. I still love him, no matter how hard I try to forget.

"Everyone ready?" Finn asked, being the leader like always. We all nod and get into the cars. I quickly avoid being in the same car as Sam and chose one with Mercedes, Santana, Brittany, and Rachel.

While Santana drove to the dock we listened to the radio. As we drove out of the resort my mind kept replaying the kiss in my mind and all the 'what ifs' that could've happened if he just felt the same way. "You can't avoid him forever, you know?" Mercedes speaks up, out of nowhere.

"Yeah Quinn, you guys at least have to talk about it." Rachel agreed.

"Well, I can't just let him back in." I say a little annoyed.

"Yes you can!" Santana exclaims, while Brittany just nods.

"Did you guys even hear what I just said last night?" I ask in disbelief.

"But Sam's sorry for it! And I can tell he wants you back." Rachel says while I just shake my head, "Can't I just have a carefree vacation, without any worries?" I ask.

"Ughh! Why are you so stubborn?" Brittany asked, getting frustrated. I just laugh at this but then frown again as I see that we were getting closer to the dock. I can't face him again.

"I am not stubborn." I disagree. "Whatever you say, Q" Santana said, pulling over. "And as cliché it may sound," she sighs. "Just follow your heart. And you too hobbit, it'll seriously work." She says, now looking at us both.

Follow my heart... "Okay, okay," Brittany says. "Now, can we go now?"

Finn's pov

"Aah, welcome, welcome to Paradise Island's boat rent. How may I help you?" I man asked us, sitting up from his chair. He had a Hawaiian button up collared shirt, and a fisherman's hat on. "We would like to rent a boat." Rachel said.

"Wonderful, now let me just show you the boats..." He trailed off, showing us 3 boats, but they looked exactly the same.

"Pick the one you desire." He said folding his arms behind his back. Me and the rest of the group had a weird expression on our faces. Is this guy crazy or something?

"But they're all the sa-" Santana quickly covered Brittany's mouth and finished for her. "We'll just take that one," she said, nodding at a large red and white engine boat. "Wonderful, I just need a license." The man said, taking out a stack of papers, but before we could stop him, Puck hands over his. 'License'. Yup, were going to die.

"I don't think Puck driving is such a good idea." Artie said, worried.

"Guys, you know I can hear you!" Puck exclaimed looking up from the paper work. "And yes it is a good idea! I have my license right here!" He says showing us the shiny plastic card.

"This better not be fake." Mercedes whispered next to me, raising an eye brow. "Pfftt... No it isn't!" He said, lying terribly. It was defiantly fake.

"Tell my parents I love them." Rory says, looking terrified. "I was just kidding! I know how to drive it okay! Geez, have some faith." We all roll our eyes still not believing him, but just enter the boat otherwise.

After everyone stepped onto the boat and took a seat, the engine started. "You're sure you know how to do this?" I ask, still worried. "Calm down, Frankenteen. I got this!" He said putting his sunglasses on. I just sigh and sit next to Rachel. "As long as we don't die it'll be all good!" She reassures me.

"Where to?" Puck asked, starting the engine. "Let's go to that island!" Tina suggests, pointing at a piece of land far away.

During the whole ride, I couldn't help but notice how Sam would ever so often gawk at Quinn, or how Quinn would try to steal glances without getting noticed. But all of us noticed, and it's so obvious they love each other.

"PUCK! THE BOAT!" Mike exclaims pointing at the small island. Puck was not looking ahead, and crashed into the sand. Just as Puck got hold onto what was happening he quickly steps on the breaks, but the boat didn't stop. We bumped on something and we went flying on to the sand and crashed into a palm tree, then suddenly everything came to a halt.

"Oh my god I'm dead. Am I dead?" Rory asked letting out a breath, he was holding in. "What happened?" Brittany asked, waking up from a nap.

"Chillax, we reached the island" Puck said, nonchalantly. "BUT WE CRASHED INTO A PALM TREE!" Artie said freaking out. He was on the edge of hyperventilating.

Puck just stepped out of the boat and gulped. "Uh guys... were kind of stuck in the sandy part..."

"What do you mean we're stuck?" I asked nervously. We all step out of the boat, and look at the damage. Yup, the whole boat was stuck in the sand and wrecked. "Let's try pushing it!" I suggest. We tried pushing it out of the sand, but failed miserably. "Guys! It's in too deep, there's no use." Rachel said, out of breath.

When we step back onto the sand, Santana starts to rage. "REALLY? OUT OF ALL THE THINGS THAT COULD HAPPEN? THIS!" She exclaims obviously angry. "Well sorry If I left the engine running!" He bites back. "SORRY? OH, I'M ABOUT TO TELL YOU WHO'S SORRY!" And all hell breaks loose between them.

Just when Santana was about to throw a punch, I finally spoke up. "Guys, just stop!" And they all fall silent. "We can't just fight about it; we need to contact the other island to send help." I say.

"We'll split up, hmm... Me, Mike, Rory, Blaine and Puck will try to find things to help lift this thing up. Tina, Artie and Cedes, you try calling for help. Everybody else, look around the island for anybody that can help." I say, in my leader like voice.

"Okay, sounds good." Blaine said brushing the sand off his pants.

"I could so get daddy to make the jet pick us up!" Sugar said, getting an idea.

"Oh and, Sam and Quinn? You guys stay here. We need somebody to be on the lookout." Kurt said, mischievously.

They were both about to object, but then stopped when we all split and went different directions.

Hopefully we aren't stuck here forever.

Quinn's pov

How could Kurt do this? I swear, I'll kill him when he gets back. Just play it cool, you don't have to talk to him or anything. The important thing is to get off this island!

After a moment of silence, Sam sits on the sand and I sit on a rock, as we watch for any boats or planes or anything that could save me from this situation right now.

It seemed like we were the only ones that were on this island. In, fact we were probably the only ones that were on a boat.

Urghh. Hopefully we aren't stuck here for too long. I slowly glanced at Sam to find him frozen; not even breathing. I wish that he had never kissed me, it just made things worse.

Why did he have to kiss me? Why did I have to kiss him back? What if I never cheated on him? Would we still be together? Why did he have to like Mercedes? I can never be good enough. Why couldn't I just move on? Is what Rachel telling me, true? If it is, why did he have to break my heart?

Why did I have to love him so much?

All of these thoughts and questions kept running through my mind until it was about sun down. Where could they be? It was so quiet. I started to get worried and stood up. "Should we go look for them?" Sam asked, shyly, standing up too.

I just nod and we both start walking through the jungle of trees. There was barely any room to walk through, so me and Sam had to walk unbearably close together. All you could hear was tree branches snapping beneath our feet and the chirping of the birds. How on earth did this happen?

"Woooaah!-" Sam blurts out of nowhere. He must've stumbled on something and tripped, causing him to fall right on top of me. "Ow." I manage to say rolling over, facing him.

Sam's pov

Why does this happen? Is God trying to tell me something? If he is, can he make it less painful and embarrassing?

Gosh, she's beautiful. But there are tears in her eyes. I quickly pick myself up and she does too. "Sorry." We both say in unison. She gives me a sad smile, but then looks away again. And we start walking again.

How could I let her go? She's perfect. I was just too blind to see it. I have to get her back. I need to.

"Look, Quinn," I whispered, trying to break the silence. She purses her lips and looked up at me. Just keep trying. "About last night... I-I shouldn't have kissed you a-and..." but before I could finish Quinn yelled at me, "That's the reason Sam! Because you kissed me! You're sorry you kissed me, and-"

I couldn't let her finish her sentence so I yelled back. "Quinn, I'm sorry!" She walks away from me but I took her hand and gently pull her back, but she quickly tugs away.

It looked like she was about to cry but she quickly wiped away her tears. "Don't." She says sternly.

"Quinn,"

She exhales and bites back tears threatening to fall. "I think we should just stay friends. Just friends Sam. You're free to go after Mercedes."

Friends? How could I just be a friend to her? And I don't even love Mercedes! I love her. I was about to say something until she cuts me off, "Sam, I-I just don't want to get hurt again."

This makes me feel like a total dick and infuriates me at the same time. "You get hurt? You hurt me first, cheating on me, with Finn!" I say in disbelief, but automatically regretting what I said.

Now she's letting the tears fall. "And I'm sorry! I regretted every moment of it! But I chose you in the end! We were supposed to go to color me mine, we were supposed to go on dates, we could have babysat together!" She babbles, finally breaking down to sobs. "I told you I wanted to be with you but you just walked away and started dating Santana... You didn't even let me explain." She said coldly still breathing through her cries.

My stomach started to drop just seeing her so upset. "And I'm sorry for that too! I just started dating her to get back at you! And it was the worst mistake I've ever made!" I tried reasoning with her. It was true that I didn't give her a chance to explain, I was just so mad at her and I wanted to hate her for it, but I just couldn't.

"Quinn, I want you back." I pleaded, taking her hand.

Just then loud footsteps jolt us awake.

"Were saved!" Puck hollered running towards us. Wow, good timing Puck. "Ooh shit; did I just ruin something here?" He asked, dead in his tracks. Me and Quinn were still holding hands, and still heated up from our conversation. "Uuh, we'll just be back over...there..." Finn said quietly, pointing back to the shoreline. Everyone else followed, while giving both of us shocked looks.

After a moment of just looking at each other, Quinn just gives me a sad smile and gives my hand a small squeeze, don't say it, don't say it. "Good bye Sam." And just like that, she was gone.

A/N: Omg! And the plot thickens….. but don't worry, there's still more to it! And this story will sadly come to an end soon so we might be posting our new one if we think it's good enough. Anyways, tell us what you think and leave a review! And sorry again if we didn't update earlier Xx -ali