Forbidden, Caught, and Running... With my Brothers Best Friend

Just the beginning

I got poisoned and kidnapped... By my brothers best friend

Chapter 1: The Beginning

"Clarissa... Larissa.... Hannah.... Montana!" Kim shrieked in delight. "I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!"

She continued muttering to herself, oblivious of all around her. Jhana giggled, her best friend was such a light weight drinker. Kim had had about half a cooler and was already wasted beyond belief. Tonight was going to be a great night.

Jhana grinned and took a sip of her own cooler. The delicious taste filled her mouth and made her body feel tingly and warm. She frowned at it and took another sip. Something was not right with it. Her head started to buzz and the room started spinning. The floor rushed up to her.

"Woe there, love," Zack, Jhana's older brothers best friend chuckled. "Someone's had too much to drink already."

Jhana frowned and shook her head, "I don't get it," She slurred, "I've only had like two sips."

Zack's grin slipped off of his face and he grabbed the cooler. He lifted it to his nose and inhaled. He grimaced, and dragged Jhana over to her brother, Mitch.

"Mitch," He whispered quietly.

"Eh bro, wassup?" Mitch replied.

"Some idiot decided to spike your sister's drink. She has drunk about a sip and she is already completely out of it."

 Jhana giggled and threw herself into Mitch's arms, "Mitchy-poo I missed you!! Where have you been?"

Mitch pushed her away from him in anger, "Who was he? Who's the bastard who spiked your drink?"

Jhana pouted and threw her arms around Zack, "Dance with me!" She commanded.

Zack laughed and pulled her closer, "Yes, ma'am." He saluted.

Mitch punched Zack, "Dude, that's my sister. Stay away from her!"

"Aw why man? I mean look at her, she's one hot piece of shit!" Zack joked.

"Ewwww, like I said, keep away from her. I don't want any guy touching her. You understand?"

Zack nodded and pulled Jhana out of the room into the cool night. He hugged her and then walked her to his car.

"Wait here," he instructed, "I'll be right back."

"Buh bye!" Jhana exclaimed, and then passed out.

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"Ugh, my head! I feel like I've been run over by a semi." Jhana muttered when she woke up the next morning.

She heard a snort and she forced her eyes open, regretting it when the light streamed onto her face, making her head ache.

"I'll go tell Mitch you are awake and get you some Tylenol," she heard Zach say.

"Meh," she groaned.

She hopped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, turned the shower on and stripped. She quickly brushed her hair out and jumped into the shower. The hot water coursed down her back, loosening up the muscles and making her pounding headache disappear. She shampooed and conditioned her hair and then soaped her body.

Half hour later, she emerged from the shower in nothing more than a towel. She ran to her bedroom and locked the door, letting the towel fall.

"Wow, I knew you wanted me, but not that bad!" Zack joked.

"Zackary Heilburg! Why are you in my room?" Jhana shrieked as she pulled the towel around her quickly.

"Well, Jhana Alexandria Jasper, I am here to give you your Tylenol. Or did you forget about that?"

Jhana giggled and pushed him out the door, grabbing the Tylenol from him at the same time. She ate the two Tylenols and then went to her closet, debating what to wear for the day.

She emerged wearing low-rise skinny jeans, with a purple v-neck long-sleeved shirt that showed off just the right amount of cleavage, and her purple DC's. She went to the mirror and looked at herself. She had a clear complexion and she didn't need to wear makeup because her eyelashes were so dark and long already. Her blonde hair hung curly to halfway down her back. She added some lip gloss and ran out of her door, running into Zack.

"Hey short stop," he joked, "Hurry up or we are going to be late for school!"

"I'm not short!" She retorted, "You're just freakishly tall!"

Zack chuckled. He was six feet four inches tall. Jhana was five foot two, so she was just up to his chest when she was standing beside him.

"Oh, by the way, you are riding with me," He told her, "Mitch went to pick up his slut of the week."

"Ok," Jhana replied, "Just let me eat and we can get blow this popsicle stand."

*So this is just a random story I came up with in my head. I have a really good idea, so just stay with me here. The first few chapters are gonna be pretty boring!