Make You My Baby ||Slim Jimmy Love Story||

You're My Medicine

Her body was numb as the creature like human touched her in inappropriate places. She had screamed her throat hoarse, and didn't have the energy or hope to even move.

"Please... Stop." She whispered, because that was the only thing she could do. The cold air surrounding her made her shiver because her skin was bare. She had never felt so useless and violated in her whole life. The person stopped plunging it's fingers into her box and roughly grabbed her by the arm. She could even stand up, her legs felt like jelly and didn't seem like they could function.

The person basically dragged her towards this door and then roughly threw her on the ground. She shivered at the cold wind and winced as her soft skin came in contact with the hard concrete. She weakly raised her head, her vision a little blurry. But she could see red and green stop lights from near by streets.

Tears rushed to her eyes and she tried to stand her feet. She was naked, open for the world to see. Her small hands covered her private parts, as she limped, praying to god that she could find her way home.

Her wide eyes examined everything in sight, and her gaze landed on the sign for the street name.

"Oakland street." She read out loud. Five miles away from home.

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Slim laid on Alissa's bed, the scent of her shampoo and her sweet smelling skin testing his nostrils. He sighed, reaching up to rub his tired eyes. They were already red and irritated and he wasn't helping but touching them and rubbing them. He couldn't sleep, not until he knew she was okay. Alexus had cried her self asleep yet again, he felt so useless. The police were still looking, but obviously not hard enough. They didn't care about how much him and his baby was hurt.

He heard a loud banging on the door from downstairs. He sighed heavily, letting his eyes shut in irritation. A groan left his lips as he jumped off the bed. The banging sounded through the house again and he scoffed as he jogged down the stairs.

"So I guess using the doorbell would be a stretch?" He said to him self, sarcasm oozing from his voice. He swung the door open, almost having a heart attack from what he saw. Alissa stood there, barely standing, hair matted and a mess, and nude.

"Oh my god, baby-baby-where you." His words were incoherent, as he held her in his arms and brought her inside. She didn't speak, just sobbed into his chest. Even though he still felt in shock, he managed to close the door.

"Please." She sobbed. He picked her up, caring her to the nearest bathroom in the house. He turned on the shower quickly and she stared at the ground, shaking as if someone was touching her. He had sit her down in the tub, she sat right under the hot water. Her hair turned black and into silk tresses as she shivered and sobbed.

"Aaquil." Her voice was small but needy. He brought her into his embrace.

"I know baby." He kissed her forehead.

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She had on blue jogging pants with a short sleeve Nike shirt, her hair was still dripping on her bed spread.

Slim came back into the room with a bowl of soup. She stared at the floor, her sock covered feet barely touching the ground.

"Baby? Here, you need to eat this so your throat can get better." He said as he sat next to her. Carefully, he sat the bowl of soup on the night stand, scooting as close as possible to her.