Today was one of the days when Demi left Landon and I asleep in bed. I would wake up when Little Bear started to fuss, I'd get up and change his diaper and feed him before changing him out of his pajamas. I woke up an hour or so before Demi's lunch break so I took my time getting ready to leave the house. I put Landon in just a onesie since the little guy wasn't fond of pants already. Demi had texted me already told me what she was hungry for so I swung by Taco Bell and ordered a shit ton of food, knowing we both had big appetites. As I drove to Demi's rehearsal, Landon babbled from the back seat and I'd compulsively look in the rearview mirror to see him playing with one of the toys in his car seat. I had every intention of asking Demi how things had been going with the guy who kept hitting on her. I'd usually have been a jealous jerk about it but I decided to give the guy the benefit of the doubt. I gave him a nice little threat but the fact that it was only a threat and he still had his job was more than a few steps forward. I
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Like a God-sent angel, Cody walked in at just the right time. However, I don't think his next actions were very Godly, although they were justified. Cody struck Alex in the face and no matter how justified the punch was, I still jumped on Cody so that he wouldn't continue to hit the guy. Cody shook me off and stepped away from me so that I wouldn't interfere, as Alex kicked him square in the face. "Stop it!" I shouted at them, as tears started flowing out of my eyes. They continued hitting each other and I took a step to the side, blocking Landon's carrier so that they wouldn't accidentally hit or fall onto him. "HELP!" I shouted, hoping that one of the other male dancers or my band would come break them apart. "Cody!" I thought maybe yelling his name would get him to pull away but it was as if he hadn't even heard me. My entire body was shaking as I stood there and watched my husband get punched all over the place, of course he was returning just as many, if not more punches, but I didn't want to see him hurt either way. Cody flashed
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Demi and I walked back to her dressing room as a couple guys were kneeling next to Alex. Needless to say, the guy was fired. I moved over to the sink to clean up my hands so that I could without getting blood on my food. I was still running on adrenaline so the pain wasn't even registering. I sat down at the table, feeling like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders as I grabbed a taco and took a huge bite. Demi returned to sit next to me and told me to eat with my left hand so she could ice my right hand. I held out my right hand to her as she placed the bag of ice straight on my hand. I sucked in air through my teeth. "That's cold!" I laughed as I grabbed a few napkins and placed them on my hand before she pressed the ice bag back to my hand. Demi started to say how she didn't do anything and I let her finish, not really wanting to have that image in my head anymore. I nodded as I placed the taco back on the wrapper. Now that the adrenaline was fading, my sensitivity to my senses was returning. I felt Demi's hands shaking in mine
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Cody kept apologizing to me before pulling me into his lap. He told me that he knew that I didn't do anything or lead him on. "I'm not mad at you, babe," I said right away so that he wouldn't think I was. I knew that's what he felt had to be done, and I can't complain because I kicked Mariah's ass for a similar reason. "No, he didn't see it. His carrier was facing the door that you walked in through, plus I stood in front of him so that you guys wouldn't fall on him accidentally or so that Alex wouldn't try to harm him." He didn't see anything, baby," I told him as I grabbed one of the wet napkins and slowly started wiping the blood on his cheek. I think this was where Alex had kicked him. Who even kicks someone in the face when fighting? What the fuck. Cody groaned and pulled his head back, away from my napkin. "Babe, I have to clean it! I need to first of all make sure that germs aren't going into the cut and second I need to see how deep it is and if I have to take you to get stitches." I knew how he would react before I said that
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