I own nothing and all mistakes about Alcatraz are my own

PS – This IS an M story; there will be adult things happen in this story.

Opening my eyes, I groaned loudly. The sun was peering into my room, directly into my eyes. The emotions and overwhelming feelings washed through my slightly sore body. I had bruises all over my breasts and neck from Ray, but I didn't mind. They were my battle scars, to him a declaration of ownership of some sorts. The only problem was the final words he said to me. 'I think I'm in love with you Quinn'. I was only eighteen! I didn't know what I was going to be doing for summer next week, let alone declaring my love for Ray...or Tommy. I had to return his keys today, how was this going to work.

Getting ready, I doubled my foundation to cover the love bites on my neck and arms. Heading over to Tommy's I took a deep breath. Knocking three times I waited patiently, opening the door I felt several emotions wash through me at once. A young brunette, with large green eyes opened the door. Wearing Tommy's uniform shirt, her hair was messy and her lips swollen like mine.

"Um, hi" she said, her voice hoarse from screaming all night I bet.

Looking down I scoffed slightly, leaning in I slammed his keys down into his dresser. Mixing them with all his other things, looking up to the brunette I smiled sarcastically.

"Tell Tommy" I said, she quickly cut me off.

"Tell him yourself, Tommy!" she called.

He rounded the corner, wearing only his boxers. His face paling when he spotted me at the door, I grimaced at him.

"You're a jerk, I can't believe you god damn it!" I said, the brunette gasped slightly.

He too popped his mouth open; language from a young girl wasn't acceptable. I know but neither was sleeping with a prisoner... or sleeping with some girl who he knew for possible only one night, probably not even that. Harlot!

Storming off, I walked directly to the barge to get to school. Signing off, I walked to the front of the barge. Glaring down into the water, I watched my reflection wash in and out against the boat. As the barge pushed off the island, I spotted a frantic Tommy buttoning his top as he chased the barge. Scoffing, I took a seat and watched the water.

Sitting with Santana and Faye, they both chatted happily about their boyfriends.

"So, how's Tommy?" Santana asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

I scoffed "Does everything have to be about boys? Were almost finished high school! Do we wanna go somewhere?" I said, trying to change the conversation.

"Were going to Miami with our boyfriends...you should come with us, bring Tommy!" Faye added.

"Are you just naturally this stupid?" I snapped, Faye's face sunk.

"I'm sorry Faye" I said, she pushed away from the table.

Santana looked at me "You know, for such a nice person you have one nasty mean streak through the core of your soul"

As she walked away, I dropped my head. Yeah, and this mean streak all started thanks to Tommy and Ray...

Leaving for home early, I knew Tommy would be waiting at the barge. So I was hoping to miss him all together, he plagued my mind today. I know I shouldn't be mad at him; last night with Ray should have been able to prove that to me. But you don't tell a girl you love her, and then sleep with a sleazy brunette. Ugh, she wasn't even his type! Walking up to my house, I sighed. Of course he knew me too well, sitting on the stairs to my home. He waited with a single white rose (My favourite) in hand.

"Go home Tommy" I said, pushing past him up the stairs.

Following me inside, he gripped onto my wrist; gently twirling me around. I winced slightly from a bruise, from my defiantly wild night with Ray. Looking into his eyes, I felt my whole world crack.

"I'm so sorry" he pleaded; I shook my head and dropped it to look away from him.

"I don't believe you" I whispered back, his warm hand wrapped around the side of my neck.

"What can I do Quinn to prove to you that I'm sorry? And that I love you" he said, I looked up to him.

Tears slightly welled in my eyes; I had no morals when it came to these boys. I've been playing them both like they were my rag dolls, only truly hurting Tommy along the way. I'm turning into Santana! Setting my jaw I looked up at him strongly.

"This Friday, so two days from now, I want you to take me into the town on a beautiful date the whole nine yards, then when I get home I want you to take me into your house and screw me like you did that brunette" I said, his face broke into a giant smile.

"I would do anything for you Quinn" he said.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt me, though" I replied, his smile dropped.

"It won't every happen again, I promise" he said.

You're promises don't mean much... tilting my head up I kissed his lips. Savouring the salty tears and anguish between us both. I might have been lying to myself about my feeling towards Tommy. Pushing me up against the closest wall, he gently added pressure to my hips. I could feel all that was Tommy through his pants.

Pushing him away from me, I took a deep breath. Running my hand softly down his cheek, I sighed loudly.

"This is your only shot Tommy, if you screw this up it's your own fault and there's no second chance" I said, before pecking his lips again.

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