No Use Running

His Lordship

Whoa ok guys I love you nd I'm like gonna make this a little dirty. Plz don't comment nd tell me I didn't warn ya I just did!!!
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Quinn's P.O.V.

It was cold and the content sounds of the monitors were all Quinn heard as Jeff lied down in one if the infirmaries beds. He had lost too much blood. In which the tall man had to stitch up, banged nd clean his wounds. It was kinda sad to see him like this. Quinn felt like this was her fault. Then again it was his for taking her not even explaining himself.

Quinn sighed cursing. Jack went off to get freshly cleaned clothes for Jeff. Quinn turned her head to the left then the right trying so despitely to see the answer. The only word Jeff uttered before collapsing unconscious.

He comes... for her.

It sent chills down Quinn's spine. When she tried to ask who he was no one acknowledge her question or simply told her not to worry about it. But she couldn't. It was a nagging feeling she couldn't let it be as if her life depends on the answer. Quinn's mind tossed and turned as everything she thought of from the way everyone treated the answer to see the look in Lulu's face. When Quinn tried to see if she knew her body frozen in fear the trembled uncontrollably.Want was the thing that made her so terrified. Was it one of her boyfriends that ended unwell or a father who would take her down.

Who ever he is Quinn will be careful about who she encounters.

A low knock came behind Quinn. She looked over her shoulder to see a tall man like Slendy but he wore a black drench coat nd jeans, he also had a mouth in which he placed a cigarette in between his lips. Quinn blush at his slim muscular figure. She mentally slapped herself to reality then said "Come in" in the corner of her eye she saw that the man stood a Jeff's bedside having a small frown. He opened his mouth as his voice was smooth sexual and deep "He hasn't woken up yet?"

Quinn quickly shook her head knowing if she spoke she might as well moan to his ear. The figure shifted his hands and light his cigarette as the smoke swirled around in the air. Quinn smiled then realized she had to be polite as she stuck out her hand she said in an almost raspy voice "I'm Quinn Schon. I'm not Jeff's friend but I'm Jack's" the figure smiled and shook her hand "Offender man" his smile grow as he leaned in closer to her ear and whispered "I like to be a real good friend to you"

"U-uh no thanks" Quinn blushed. Offender only chuckled as he pressed a gentle kiss on her neck. Which made Quinn's heart pound faster. She quickly pushed him away then looked at Jeff's sleeping body. Offender groaned. She sighed holding on to Jeff's hand waiting for a response to her touch. But nothing happened not even a twitch.

"Hey do you have a thing with white ass here" offender said almost annoyed. Quinn shook her head slightly not even looking at him. He huffed "oh really? Well then how about you and me hock up" Quinn shook her head again.

"He's just a guy I know that I wish I didn't" Quinn simply said. Offender sighed then put his hand on her head patting gently. Quinn was surprised by this but it was comforting. He looked at her concerned asking "Why are you crying" Quinn looked at him about to say she wasn't when she realized the hot tears streaming down her cheeks. She began to cry not of frustration but because she no longer had her own life. The one she lived now was nothing but a life she progressed for someone else. Her life and body were never hers. She belonged to Lulu. She...

A warm embrace caught her off guard as the man held her tight. But her body reacted to fast that she didn't realize that her head was buried in his chest as she cried out.

"What has got you to this point Quinn" he pet her head gently. She clung to him more as her voice never came out. The man sighed "Don't worry you are safe here. No one will hurt you"

"I beg to differ" a voice speaks out. Quinn turned to see Jeff laying there held up by his elbows. She smiled practically jumping on him which he responded with a grunt.

"Jeff" Quinn cried. Then she hit him on the arm forcing him to help. "You damn idiot! You made me worry" Jeff's eyes widened then he smiled giving her a gentle pat. In which Quinn cried out more. Jeff tensed up but he let her cry until she no longer could stream down.

"Hey I'm ok now" he smiled holding her tight she sniffled. She buried herself in his chest. They hardly notice that the man that was in the room left them to be a lone. Jeff finally asked "Quinn were you scared" she only nodded. Jeff sighed then smiled. "I was too"

Quinn raised her head then flicked him lightly. Then smiled "Jeff your hopeless" Jeff grumbled but then chuckled as he realized she was buttering up. Quinn looked at Jeff slowly realizing that he was half naked. Ugh no girl hormones! Leave now and don't lo--

Soft lips pressed to Quinn's shocking her, but she kissed back. She felt Jeff's hand move up and down running at her side. She quietly moan in which Jeff thrusts in his tongue. He was dominant. Passionate. What is he doing to me? Why can't I just stop? Not to long did they break the kiss only to have Jeff quickly tare off her t-shirt. Quinn gasped as her face grow red trying to cover herself. Jeff didn't let her as he licked her neck to her chest.

"J-Jeff! Please s-stop" Quinn moaned. He just chuckled as he pinned her down on the bed smirking learning more to her neck. Biting, licking, sicking. It was to much Quinn moaned out. She wanted him... needed him.

His hands slipped down to her... Oh God forgive me. Rubbing it gently slowly sticking in a finger. She arched herself moaning to the new sensation as he growled in lust. He kissed her as his finger thrusts faster. Quinn was under his control as he sucked on her chest.

"I want to be in you" Jeff whispered. Quinn blushed panting not knowing what to say. But her body did as she punched him in the gut and backing away. Jeff gasped inward coughing for the air. Quinn grabbed his sweater glared at him "You pig! I should have never shed a tear for your ass" she walked out.

Tears streamed down her face as she walked past the two girls, the blonde hair boy, and even the tall man. She felt betrayed, lost, and used. She hardly notice that she was on the far abandoned side of the house.

She stopped hung her head collapsed on the floor crying softly.

"WhY So sAd CiLd? dID a MaN HuRT YOu" a deep voice asked as it had a sadden tone to it. Quinn raised her head hoping to see the owner of the voice but...he wasn't there. She finally realized it was still waiting for her reply. "Yeah" she said it almost bluntly.

The voice awed then she felt a light pat on her head as the voice smoothed out its tone "WoULd yOu LiKE iT If I KiLl hIm" Quinn sniffled as she thought of this then shook her head. The voice sighed then soft footsteps appropriate. Stopping by her side. She looked up to see a pale man with a yellowish brown eyes, short jet black hair pulled back, a slit mouth, strong jawline. He wore a dark red vest, a black dress shirt under it, black slacks, nd nicely black dress shoes. He looked to be a high class man.

He smirked uncannily. Quinn just stared blankly at him as he sat next to her. She looked down "What I want is to get away from them" the man chuckled as he put a hand on his chin.

"WhAT iF tHErE WaS AwAy"