Forgetting Cody

Chapter 6- Cody's pov

I jumped off the floor and sprinted towards Carter's room. When i got to the room, i opened the door to find James holding a knife to my baby's throat.

"STAY BACK!" James yelled.

"James let her go." I calmly said.

"C..Cody." Carter stuttered. She had tears running down her face. 

"It's ok angel eyes. It's ok." I reassured her.

"Help m...me." she replied.

"Working on it." I said under my breathe. 

"GET OUT OF HERE!! I'M NOT LETTING HER LIVE THIS TIME"

"PLEASE LET MY BABY GO!!" Carter's mom pleaded.

"Hmmm. Let me think... No!" was James's response.

I looked over to her dad.

"Distract him." I mouthed, trying to buy myself some time to find away to help her. 

I started looking around the room for away to get him away from her. I finally laid my eyes on the 'Nurse Call' button by Carter's bed. I looked over to her dad again, secretly signaling to him what i had found. He nodded to me, as if saying "Go get it" to me. I waited until I knew James wasn't paying attention to me before i quickly moved over to the hospital bed and hit it. 

"YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!!!"

The next thing I saw was Carter falling to the ground clutching her side. He had hurt my baby, and now it was his turn to feel pain. As the nurses started to rush in I told them to focus on Carter and that I would take care of James myself. I started to drag James out of the room when I heard my name quietly being called.

"C... Cody?"

I ran over to her and pulled her into my arms.

"Carter I'm so fucking sorry..."

The next thing I knew she had  lost consciousness in my lap. 

"HELP!! SOMEBODY HELP!!" 

The nurses started rushing in and tried to break my grasp I had on her. 

"NO!! PLEASE DON'T TAKE HER FROM ME!!" I started to scream.

Inside I knew they just wanted to help her, but I just didn't want to let her go.. I couldn't risk her getting hurt again.. I love her too much.. After bringing myself together I let the nurses take her away. But one stayed back with me. He told me his name was Louis. He informed me that they were taking Carter to surgery to close the wound and make sure it wasn't infected and the she would be moved to another room. I thanked him as I lifted myself off the floor. I left the room in order to find a bathroom. 

After I found a bathroom and cleaned myself up, I was off to the front desk to find out what was going on with Carter. The nurse told me that she would be out of surgery soon and then be placed in a room not to far down the hall. I went to locate the room so I knew where it was when she got there. I wait ed for hours and hours for them to tell me she was done in surgery. I started to worry. I went back up the nurses desk to ask yet again what was going on with my baby. This time she told me a different room number. I was starting to doubt this hospital. But I went to the new room number to look for her. When i got to the other room and I looked inside, she was there. And she was okay. My baby was okay.