Chapter 6

How About a Nice Swim?

"Cody, I'm afraid I'm going kill you. What if I do, huh? What if I do? The only time I ever hurt you is when I grip onto your hand too tight when we're watching a scary movie," Bailey kept saying, Cody now sort of tired of it.

"Bailey, I'll be fine," Cody interrupted.

"No! You won't! You won't be fine! Just say it Cody! You won't be fine! I'm going to get controlled again, and then I'm going to kill you! And I can't do anything about it!" Cody and Bailey were in Cody's cabin, Bailey still ranting about how she would kill Cody. When will she realize that all of this is going to be over soon? It will be a thrilling day, but if I survive, no one will kill me in the future. We'll stop him, Cody thought.

"Bailey, stop ranting-"

"Shut up, Cody! Shut up! Don't tell me what to do!"

"Bailey, I think that's enough-"

"No, it's not enough, Cody! It's not enough! Why should I be helping you if I'm the killer! Huh?!" Cody just sat there, looking down at the floor. He murmured something.

"I'm sorry, what?" Cody murmured it again and Bailey still didn't know what he said.

"What?!"

"Because I love you! And you obviously don't feel the same way if you're shouting at me when I didn't do anything! So maybe you should just leave!" Bailey was shocked. Cody had never talked to her like that. It was even more cold-said than the idiotic situation.

"I'm s-sorry, C-Cody," Bailey stammered because for once, Cody was scaring her.

"Just leave," Cody replied even more coldly. Bailey sat up and said, "No."

"I said, leave." Bailey once again shook her head. Cody sat up, also, not even doing this himself, and helplessly punched Bailey. He didn't even do it!

"Bailey, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, I don't even know how I did that! I didn't even do it!" Bailey's nose started to bleed. She looked at Cody with red eyes. She growled, causing Cody's spine to shiver. He ran into the bathroom and locked the door. He could hear Bailey start to slam her body against the door. Cody backed away from the door. The pounding suddenly stopped. Cody looked into the mirror, and guess what? Bailey was in the reflection.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Cody grabbed a comb (I know, stupid, right? But what else can you find in a bathroom to defend yourself when you're about to be murdered?) and spun around. Bailey was not there. Cody heard the door swing open in the other room.

"Cody? Are you there?" Cody recognized the voice as Woody, but decided to not tell him that he was there. But he sounded perfectly normal.

"Yeah, I'm in the bathroom," Cody replied, putting the comb down. Woody opened the bathroom door.

"Hey. You want to go to the all-you-can-eat Mexican buffet?" Woody asked.

"No, I'm good," Cody replied.

"Oh. Okay. Lat-" Woody's eyes immediately turned red. He looked at Cody and an evil smile spread across his face. He punched Cody and said, "That's payback." Cody gasped. Bailey was controlling Woody. Well, she was being controlled while she was controlling him. Confusing. Woody's punch had been a very painful punch. Woody picked him up and led him to the port hole and opened it. Cody kicked at Woody's face, screaming, but he could not get out of Woody's grip.

"How about a nice swim?" Woody asked, and threw Cody out of the port hole. Cody screamed, and he noticed that he had a chance to grab onto a railing below him. He was going legs first, luckily, and once he was close enough to reach, he grabbed on. He succeeded. He tried to get on the deck, but the railing was slippery and his hands were sweaty. He started to slip. Luckily, Zack was running down the deck and saw what situation he was in.

"Cody!" Cody could not hold any longer. Zack ran to him just in time and grabbed his hands.

"Help!" Cody yelled.

"I'm trying! Your hands are sweaty!" Zack shouted back. He tried to pull, but Cody's hands were very sweaty.

"Like it's my fault?!" Cody shot back. Cody was starting to slip again. All of a sudden, something just lifted Cody up and onto the deck. He got up and heard a voice in his head saying, You so owe me. Cody recognized the voice as Dead Zack. Cody smiled.

"What are you smiling about, considering that you almost died?" Zack asked, breathing heavily.

"Nothing," Cody said, a big smile on his face. Bailey came out onto the deck, a wet rag pressed to her nose. Cody noticed her and said, "I'm so sorry, Bailey!"

"About what?" Bailey asked, confused.

"Oh. Nothing," Cody said, his smile bigger than ever.

"You seem jolly. Yeah, I don't know what happened to my nose. Oh, well," Bailey said, surprised at how happy Cody was.

"Yeah. Oh, well," Cody said as he ran up to Bailey and hugged her. Bailey just shrugged and hugged him back. When Cody let go, he told her everything that happened. What happened to her nose, the bathroom, Woody, the railing, Dead Zack, everything. When he was done, he looked at Bailey and waited for her reply.

"Wow. And Cody?"

"Yes?" Cody asked, his mind still on Dead Zack.

"I'm sorry for me being mad at you. That was unnecessary for me to yell at you," Bailey said, wanting Cody to hug her again.

"It's fine. We all get frustrated sometimes," Cody stated, hugging her again, and Bailey got her wish. "But we still have a long way to go, Bailey." Bailey nodded in agreement.