The room slowly swam back into vision as she opened her eyes.
Immediately she shot up in bed, what the fuck? Whose room is this? Why didn't she recognize it?
What is going on? Why am I half naked?
The only thing she could do was try to remember. "Fuck." She slid her face into her hands, slumped on the edge of the bed. Come on, please remember something.
Bits and pieces began to surface. Going to the frat party with Kate... Sigma Chi... running into Joey, he offered me a drink.... I got dizzy... Then I woke up here without underwear or shorts.
The brunette tied her hair up in a bun, whispering harshly to herself. "Where are my shorts? Where the hell was Joey?? is this his room?"
Her mind was still hazy trying to recollect what happened, but the baseball plaques and pictures on the walls showed that it was indeed his room.
She found her shorts on the floor by the side of the bed.
Ok let's go put on shorts and underwear. At least being fully dressed means I can leave, she reasoned with herself. Getting up to go put her shorts on caused a burning sensation between her legs, it hurt and her whole body was fatigued.
Oh my god.
Oh my god.
She began to panic. Someone had sex with me while I was passed out. Joey had sex with me while I was passed out. I trusted him, for two whole years I trusted him, and he turned out to be a monster.
Her mind instantly recovered another piece of the puzzle. An image of her and Joey on the stairwell. "Why are you being so nice to me?" He had shrugged, "Can't I be nice to you? I'm not a monster."
Oh my god. He'd planned this.
Why would he have done this? Doesn't matter, I have to get out of here. Shoes, shoes, where the fuck are my shoes? I have to get out of here!
She scanned the room again, chest beginning to tighten. Hurriedly shoving her feet into her converse shoes, she felt around her pockets for her phone and keys.
Oh my god. I have to leave. I have to leave.
She crept over to the door, quietly easing it open. She didn't even know or care where Joey was at this moment, but the walls were closing in and her breathing was starting to get ragged.
The brunette scurried as fast as she could down the stairs, scrambling out of the Sigma house. Then she ran until she felt suffocated from the panic rising in her throat and chest.
Her breathing became more ragged and the surroundings started to shake and spin. The sky began to close in on her. She sat down underneath a tree on campus, hugging her knees to her chest and trying to focus on her breathing.
Slash!
Fingers trembling, she dialed his number, it was memorized by now. She ignored the notifications on her home screen, her vision too blurry to read anything except 25 missed calls from Kate.
The phone rang several times, "please pick up, fuck Slash! Please pick-"
"Hey babe how are you?"
Just hearing his voice helped her calm down enough to maybe get words out.
"Please, come, UCLA now." She gasped for breath, squeezing her eyes shut and focusing only on the deep chocolate-y sound of Slash's voice. The world felt like it was going to collapse on her, her chest was heaving, her mind was spinning and her vision was going blurry.
"Baby what happened? Are you ok? Fuck what am I gonna do with the boys?"
"I don't know! I just- Slash I need you, I'm so sorry to- ask you to do this."
"Okay babe I am coming, give me twenty minutes and I'll be there, just hang tight ok? Everything is going to be alright." The guitarist knew this had to be an emergency, she wouldn't have called him unless it was serious.
"Thank you thank you so much. Oh my god." She buried her head into her knees once again, hoping that blocking out the colors and sounds of the world would help her feel less like she was drowning.
"Of course, I will stay on the phone with you the whole time I promise."
Finally the tears came after this long of holding them back, thoughts spinning. He planned this! He raped me, I couldn't do anything, I am so stupid, it is literally all my fault.
She heard his voice on the other end of the line. "Baby I'm here, it's all going to be ok." His voice was smooth and deep and definitely helped more than anything.
She couldn't get the words out to say thank you, now she was just frozen and drowning in thoughts.
As strong as Slash was pretending to be he was terrified to figure out what had really happened to the girl he really loved. Maybe Steven could come over and watch the boys?
His house was only ten minutes away. The boys would have a great time and he would be cheerful about watching them with no prior agreement.
"Baby I am going to call you right back, I have to ask Steven to watch the boys. And then I will come to you." His voice was calm on the outside even if on the inside he was worried as hell.
The fluffy drummer picked up on the first ring. "Steven thank god."
"Slash? Is everything okay?"
The guitarist shook his head, before remembering Steven couldn't see him. "Listen, my girl, she had something happen and I have to leave the house. Are you busy or can you come over for an hour and watch the boys?"
"Well lucky for you Slash, I just finished my cereal and I was bored as hell. I'll be right over!"
"Thank you so much, I owe you tons."
Slash got back on the phone with Jen, who wasn't seeming much calmer.
The panic had gotten worse while he had been away. Hold on till Slash is here, hold on till Slash is here, hold on until-
"Baby, just a bit longer and I am going to come get you, Steven is coming over to watch the boys and then I will head out.
Ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. "Hi Slash! Oh my gosh hello boys! Are you ready to have fun today?"
"Yeah!" Cash cheered.
Both the boys hugged Steven and then stood near the adults. The fluffy blonde knew that Slash needed to leave, so he immediately booted London's shoulder. "Tag! You're it!"
Immediately Cash sprinted away and London began chasing him, leaving the two alone.
"Thank you Steven oh my gosh. Feel free to take them to Duff's place or have Izzy come by to help, I just- I gotta go. Just keep them alive and safe."
"Have they had anything to eat?"
Slash shook his head. "Just breakfast, they probably need lunch soon. Call me if you need anything I just, I've got to do this."
"It is okay, Slash just go do what you have to do, the boys are safe and I assure you, they will have tons of fun with me!"
Thank god for Steven. "Thank you! See you in a couple hours, I gotta run-"
The guitarist hurried to the car, opening the door and hopping in. Worst case scenarios of what could have possibly happened to Jen were swirling through his mind.
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Long chapter! Hope you enjoyed it, I definitely didn't expect this to be as long as it was but I hope it wasn't awful!
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The Rock Star's Babysitter - A Slash Fanfiction
FanfictionIt's 2005, Slash has just finished touring with Velvet Revolver after the release of their first album the year prior. Perla has flown to Hawaii to 'think about their marriage,' leaving 3-year-old London and Cash, who just turned 2, in her rock star...