Jenna is a 17 y/o girl who got kidnapped by the sway LA boys (Josh, Jaden, Anthony, Bryce, Kio) Warning: contains smut. Don't worry, it also contains a story line as the story develops.
Authors note: the smut parts are cringe for me to write, just so you know haha. This story will NOT contain only smut, but different stuff as well. Thanks for reading this, ur amazing! Xx
Jenna's POV: I used to read all these tiktok boy fan fictions. You know, those freaky ones where a girl becomes their 'sex slave' or something. I used to think: "dudeeee, this is so wrong. But on the other hand, i kinda wish that that would ever happen to me".
Funny thing is, it actually happened to me. I will tell you everything about it, starting from the beginning.
(a/n: there will now be a little story about Jenna and her family. It is relevant to read because it will create a deeper understanding of why Jenna doesn't completely care about being kidnapped)
I am Jenna. I am a 17 year old girl who grew up in a suburban neighborhood together with 2 step sisters, my mom and a stepdad. My life has kind of been a Cinderella type of story, but without the glass slipper and the prince. My dad left my mom when i was born. It wasn't a planned parenthood, that's why he left. I always felt some type of guilt, that i wasn't supposed to be born and that it's my fault that he left. But as my life went on, I realized that that was not the case, obviously. My mom's heart was shattered when my dad left. She wanted an abortion, in order for him to stay with her. My grandma convinced her of keeping me. My mom was never familiar with love. She never really had someone to love, and no one really loved her. She was always rude to me when i was younger. This became even worse when she met her (now) husband. He had some type of influence on her, and he was very commanding, which she liked for some reason. When he moved in with us two years ago, together with his 2 daughters, my mom completely forgot about me and focused on her relationship with her (now) husband. My grandma was the only person who truly loved me, together with my best friend Phoebe. When my grandma passed away a year ago, I only had Phoebe left. She is still my best friend, by the way! We do everything together, and I sleep over at her place for basically all the time, lmao.
Beginning of story:
Jenna's POV:
I just woke up at 10 pm. It's the latest I've woken up in weeks. I usually wake up around 9. I decided to go for a run. I recently bought these sand colored leggings with a matching top, from misguided. I literally love misguided! I put on the leggings and got outside. Mom: where are you going Jenna? Jenna: oh just going for a run Mom: at this time? Ok.. whatever.. you do you
She seems kind of pissed. But that's not really an irregular thing, in her case. Whatever. I'm just going for a run.
As I'm walking down the street, i feel like I'm being watched. I can't hear anything, because i have my earbuds in. I stand still for a couple of seconds, and look around. Nothing special to be seen. I continue running. As I am moving further from my house, i see something (or someone, I'm not really sure) move behind the tree. I also spot a black Ferrari that I had already noticed at the moment I left my house. I start feeling a bit anxious, so I decide to go run back to my house. Suddenly, i feel someone grabbing me by the waist, pulling me backwards. The person puts something over my face, causing me to see nothing. I try to get out of the situation, by kicking him. I suddenly hear more footsteps coming closer to me. I feel myself falling on the ground, and that's when everything turned black.
The moment i wake up, i spot myself lying on a bed, in an enormous room.
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What in the world is this? Did i just get kidnapped???? I start to freak out. I start looking for a door, but it's locked. Then i look out of the window, in front of the salon table. I see a pool, and i see a driveway. I don't know why, but it reminds me of something that I've seen before. on the internet. I can't open the window. I start to cry... a lot. I lie on the bed an let the tears stream down my face. I try to call for help. Jenna: HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HE-HERE! HEEELP ME! I don't know what to do. It's crazy. This is something that I've always been afraid of: getting kidnapped. What are they gonna do to me? Are they gonna rape me? Kill me? Who even are they?
It's been probably 1 hour now since i caught myself in this room. I couldn't reach anyone over the phone, because my phone has been taken by 'whoever it might be'.
Right now I'm just looking through this room. It actually looks pretty nice. There's a lot of stuff in here, even a tv and my own fireplace. My room is not connected to a bathroom, but it is connected to a huge walk-in closet. To my surprise, it contains a bunch of clothing. In MY OWN SIZE to be precise! That's crazy. It's actually my style as well. It contains some 90's type of clothes, but it also has some cute brandy Melville type of clothes, which is absolutely amazing because I love that style.
Wait... someone's opening my door.
I hear the key of the door twist. What is this? Are they going to kill me? Who are they? I try to hide under a blanket on the bed. I keep my eyes closed. I hear some voices, and as soon as i open my eyes, i see 5 teenage boys standing in the room with me.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
( a/n): If you have an idea of what you would like in the story, please let me know in the comments! also if you could rate my story I would reallyyy appreciate that. i hope to get at least a 100 reads on my story!
disclaimer: I'm not a native english speaker (yet). I live in Europe, but I do go to an international school where I speak english all the time. If you spot any mistakes in my language, please keep in mind that I'm not a native American speaker. thank you :)
