Cody's P.O.V

It has been almost a week since I wrote that stupid play. Bailey has not spoken to me ever since. Writing that play was the stupidest thing I ever did in my life. Now everyone thinks bailey is a slut. I heard that people were even inviting her to bed. No wonder she is so mad at me. It ruined her reputation. Only one good thing came out of the play. I finally realized that the break-up was not entirely bailey's fault. All this time I have been too angry to see her side of the story. Now that I do see her side of the story, I want her to be my girlfriend again. But it looks like it will never happen. Not after the way I portrayed her in the play. She will never forgive me for that. Why couldn't I just forgive her for Paris earlier. I mean she saw me with London. It must have looked really bad, just like what I saw through the telescope. But when she learnt the truth she came back to me. She hugged me but I didn't hug her back. She explained to me what happened but I didn't listen to her. Why didn't I forgive her for Paris? Instead I was stupid enough to write this play and ruin everything. In Paris I called Bailey stupid but really I am the stupid one.

"Can't sleep huh…" said woody getting up from his bed. He switched on the light and headed towards the bathroom.

"Hm…" I sighed; it has been like this all week. I stayed up thinking about bailey all night. But today was not like the other days. I was feeling extra guilty, extra frustrated. I felt like something is wrong. I felt like something bad was about to happen. I felt like calling bailey to see if she is okay, but she would never answer my calls. Plus it's three in the morning. I can't wake her up.

"Still thinking about bailey" woody said interrupting my thoughts

"Yeah" I replied

"Woody, can you give bailey a call and see if she is okay? I am having this terrible feeling that something is terribly wrong"

"Cody, it's three in the morning, let her sleep"

"Please woody, just tell her you had a bad dream about her and that's why you called to check"

"This is silly, I am going back to sleep"

"Please Woody; I will do your homework for a week"

"A month"

"Okay"

I watched as woody dialed Bailey's phone number.

"It's ringing but no answer", he said while hanging up the phone.

"Try again"

"Still no answer, bro"

I was really getting agitated now. I knew something was definitely wrong. I grabbed Woody's phone and tried to call her again. But there was still no answer.

"I am going to her room, I don't care if I get in trouble" I said getting up and leaving the room in my pajamas. I could hear woody saying something but I couldn't focus on that I was too worried about bailey. I went to bailey's room and knocked on the door.

"Bailey, Bailey open the door" I screamed

"Bailey, open the door" I heard London say in a sleepy voice

I kept banging on the door until finally it opened. To my dismay it was London who opened the door.

"Where is bailey", I asked London

"Sleeping" said London switching the light on

"I need to speak to her can you wake her up"

"Can't this wait till tomorrow"

"No it can't"

"If your knocking and shouting couldn't wake her up I don't know what will" with that London turned around and went inside to call Bailey. After a few seconds she returned looking worried.

"She is not here"

"Where is she?"

My heart started to beat fast. Now I was getting really worried.

"We must go and tell Mosby"


Mosby's P.O.V

I was having the best dream of my life. I was getting married to Emma. And just as I was about to say I do I woke up to the sound of Cody and London banging on my door. I got out of bed and opened the door.

"This better be really important" I said to them

"It is" Cody replied "Bailey is missing"

"What?"

"It's true" said London "she is not in the room "

"Okay, calm down and tell me. When you went to bed was she in the room?" I asked London

"No" she said "I went to bed early because I had a headache"

"I will call a search party immediately to look for her, you children go to bed"

"But we can't sleep, we will help you find her" said Cody

"No" I said sternly. "There are professionals to do that"

"At least can you give me a call after you find bailey?" asked Cody

"Okay"

I quickly called the security and organized a search party. I was feeling worried. This is the first time anything like this happened on this ship. Bailey was a good girl. She wouldn't just go wandering around at night. Something was terribly wrong. I could sense it. But there was something I didn't understand. How did Cody get involved in this? I mean I understand London coming here in the middle of the night. But Cody?


Cody's P.O.V

When I came back to my room Woody was fast asleep. I was worried and scared. Where is Bailey? What happened to her? It's not like bailey to go wandering around in the middle of the night without telling anyone. I kept staring at the phone for a call from Mosby. I just needed to hear that she is all right. After what seem like hours I finally got a call from Mosby.

"Did you find her?" I asked Mosby

"Yes" he replied. But his voice was shaky. I instantly knew that something was wrong.

"Is she all right?" I asked him in a trembling voice

"No" he said "It looks like Miss Picket has been brutally raped"

I fell silent; I didn't know what to say. Tears came pouring out of my eyes.

"NO…." I shouted in to my pillow. This was all my fault. If only I hadn't written that stupid play…

To be continued...