Jack & Jena – Stranded Lovers

Jack and Jena were the only children born to a very wealthy family. Jack had recently graduated high school and Jena, two years his senior, had been away for college. That summer their parents pulled them all together to vacation during summer break, christening their newly purchased super yacht.

Although the siblings got along for the most part, Jack thought Jena could be stuck up and superficial. Jena suspected her brother looked down at her. From a young age, he rejected their parent’s snobbery and really didn’t partake in most of the benefits that come from being ultra-wealthy.

Although Jack didn’t move in the same circles as her, Jena knew many of her friends approved of his rugged good looks and outdoorsman lifestyle.

Jack didn’t totally blame his sister for the way she was since she learned a lot of her behavior from their parents. He despised the way his family seemed to believe they were above other people, and his sister could be haughty as she liked to flaunt her modelesque good looks.

When they reached the high seas, Jack and Jena hung out on the deck, sun tanning. Jack knew Jena loved to show off her body. She really was stunning with her blonde hair and curvaceous butt and boobs. She sported a flat stomach and toned legs that most women envied and men lusted after.

Jena was pretty, Jack had to admit, with her large bright blue eyes that highlighted her little nose and cute heart shaped face. He had to roll his eyes as she posed herself in front of the large staff that ran the yacht, many of them sneaking glances at the blonde beauty on board.

The trip went initially as planned. They reached the open ocean and enjoyed days of sun and food, as the family was served with gratuitous amenities. Unfortunately, they were in for a big turnabout when a massive storm rolled in.

The gray skies morphed into a full on hurricane as the massive ship began to slosh and sway uncontrollably. In terror, everyone held on to whatever was locked down.

Eventually the ship capsized and smashed into multiple parts. The voyage would become a tragedy that made the news: Billionaire’s family lost at sea, no survivors.

* * * * * * * The Beach

Jack woke up feeling like he had the worst hangover ever. His mind was foggy and it took a few minutes to realize that he was on a beach.

In sudden terror, he recalled the previous night’s efforts to keep the ship afloat. His memory had blurred it all together into a jumbled mess. The last thing he remembered was grabbing his sister and jumping overboard with life preservers. It had all happened so fast.

Where is everybody? Jack thought, suddenly getting his wits about him. He ran down the beach, noticing chunks of detritus washed on the shore mixed with various objects he recognized from the ship.

He reached the end of the island and turned around to go in the other direction, running as fast as he could muster. As he neared the opposite end of the small island, he made out a figure in the sand. It was Jena, still in her white bikini she wore on the sundeck earlier that day.

Jack shook her, hoping beyond hope that she was still alive. She didn’t appear to be breathing, so he reached into her mouth, checked her airways, and proceeded to do CPR. Miraculously, Jena began to cough up water. It took several minutes before she was fully aware.

“Where are we,” she said.

“Believe it or not, we washed up on an island somewhere. By the looks of it, we are in the middle of nowhere.”

Jena got up, suddenly sounding bossy. “We need to figure out if there is some way to contact anyone, so we can get rescued.”

“No kidding. I’ve been across the main beach on this island, and there is a lot of stuff washed up, but nothing remotely like a radio that I could see.”

“Did you see anybody else?”

“No.” Jack looked down, a dark feeling in his stomach.

Jena grabbed his hand. “I know it looks bad…but you did save me. Thank you!” Jack returned the gesture with a hug — so glad to have something positive come out of the situation.

Hours turned into days as they explored the island, pulling together supplies and figuring out what to do next.

They were quite lucky as they found plenty of luggage and supplies that washed ashore. They had the basics, such as toiletries, toothpaste, clothes, first aid kits, but only enough food to last for a couple weeks maximum.

Jena felt helpless as she was way out of her depth. If there was a gala or event where she could dress up, be beautiful, and entertain people, she was good to go.

Thank God I have Jack, she thought as she watched him assemble a shelter. All those years of living off the land had made Jack into quite the bad-ass. He even managed to create a makeshift bed in the shelter by using empty luggage containers covered with miscellaneous clothes and fabric.

That first night they ate a meal and went into the shelter to sleep. Jack plopped himself on a sheet in the sand at the foot of the makeshift bed. Jena said, “what are you doing?”

“I’m giving you the bed. I know you like your comfort and I’m used to handling these rugged situations.”

Jena said, “don’t be silly. You literally saved my life, and I would be absolutely screwed without you here. There’s enough room. We can share the bed.”

Jack got up and laid down next to Jena. “You know…you’re right, this is a pretty huge bed. Whoever made it didn’t do a bad job if I do say so myself!” Jack chuckled.

Jena replied, “I’ll let you have that one…but don’t get a big head!” They were so tired they fell asleep right away and didn’t wake until morning.

* * * * * * * Weeks gone by

Days turned into weeks, and thanks to Jack’s industriousness they came up big in terms of food.

Jack took the lead, instructing Jena on how to set up a fish enclosure with makeshift nets and fencing, as well as create spears and other useful items.

Smiling, Jack said, “This is refreshing — I don’t think I’ve ever seen you do any physical labor.”

“I do too! You think my workouts are easy? It takes a lot to keep this up,” Jena said with a smirk on her face as she posed, showing off.

“Fat lot of good that will do you here,” Jack said, unimpressed.

Jena punched him in the arm. “Hey, be nice. I’m proving to be more useful than you thought, admit it!”

She did have a point. Jack assumed Jena was not going to be able to contribute, but she had surprising skills and learned incredibly fast.

He had to hand it to her. “You do have a point. If I’m honest, you have impressed me…and as you can tell, I’m pretty hard core with this stuff. When did you get so smart?”

Jena beamed. “I know everyone thinks I’m one thing, but I just might surprise you.” Jena winked as they continued to work.

Over those first few weeks, they set themselves up nicely. There was plenty of fish, coconuts, fire, and supplies. They explored the island and found a fresh water aquifer as well as a cave. The island was small but it had everything they needed.

Jack joked that they were living in a movie, the way everything worked out somehow. Now all they had to do was wait a while until a ship came to save them.

They found ways to entertain themselves each day. There were always their daily routines; check the fish, harvest food, restock the fire pit, and verify the fire pile was ready to go should a ship or plane ever come by. This left a massive amount of time for them to spend with each other.

Back in their previous lives, they had fit into their roles so perfectly. Jena was the perfectionist older sister, meeting their demanding parents expectations, while Jack was more of a recluse, sometimes getting into trouble.

Their life of privilege appeared to be great, but it was also a prison of conformity.

* * * * * * * Months gone by

As weeks turned into months, all that time alone together did something to their relationship. The outside world that had formed them slowly drifted away, losing its grip on their new reality.

For Jack and Jena a new normal formed over the course of their months together on that island.

As their relationship evolved, the dream of being rescued seemed to slip away more and more. In a moment of weakness, Jena broke down as they ate dinner together at night.

“Jack, I’m starting to get scared. I…I…don’t think anyone is coming for us!” Tears rolled down Jena’s delicate cheeks. Jack was not used to seeing his sister cry, or show any emotion really.

She really had changed. She no longer seemed stuck up, but instead let herself be genuine and even vulnerable at times.

“Jena, it’s ok, I got you,” Jack said as he reached his arms around her and held her.

“Jack — as bad as this could be, I truly am so glad you are here with me.” Jack held Jena for a long while as she cried herself into exhaustion.

He put her to bed. Kissing her forehead, he said “good night, princess.” Jena murmured back, “I love you Jack.”

For as long as he could remember, his sister had never said that to him — or really anyone as far as he knew. Jack went to sleep with a warm feeling as he thought about his sister.

She was obviously a beautiful looking woman, but he was learning that she had an inner beauty and warmth that was rarely seen in people.

Jack came to admit that he really looked forward to their time together, and even felt a strange sense of gratefulness for having been stranded alone on the island with Jena.

* * * * * * *

As the months rolled on, Jack and Jena got even closer. They learned more about each other in this timespan than they had in their entire lives together living under their parents’ regime.

Even though they had lived together in their massive estate, they had been strangers.

Jack had always thought his sister was shallow, only caring about how she looked and having to maintain her status as the hottest and most popular girl.

As she dropped her guard and opened up to him, he realized she was so much more than he could have imagined.

Jena likewise let go of her preconceived notions. In her former life, she thought Jack was just some extreme sports guy who generally had no interest in her.