Hey, welcome to chapter 4! That's about it. I really don't know how some people have paragraphs and paragraphs of author's notes. I'm just going to keep it short. Also, Happy Passover and Happy Easter!

Chad's POV

I sat in that chair for I don't know how long. Connie was in there for at least an hour. It gave me time to think. I thought about what I would say to Sonny. Even though she will not hear me, it is for me. I want to let it all out: everything that has been eating me up since the accident. Connie finally came out, she was calm, the tears have dried and she looks peaceful. She let at the hurt out and did what I was about to do: cry like a baby. She sat next to me and sighed.

"Go" she said. I got up and walked into the private room. I walked slowly and carefully. I was scared to see unconscious Sonny. I stopped when I saw her whole body, not up close but just enough to see the whole silhouette. I walked up to Sonny and examined her still body. She was white, completely white. I could see was her arms and face; everything else was covered by the thin and selfish cover the hospital provides. Her face and arms were bruised and slightly scratched. I let go of the air I was keeping in. I sat down on the chair that was placed next to her bed. I took her hand and kissed it.

"Sonny," I whispered. "Baby, I love you. I am sorry this happened to you. I need you, I need you with me." The tears started to poor as I involuntarily started to think if this was the end of my journey with Sonny. "Sonny, this is not the end. You are going to wake up, and we will get through whatever we need to get through. I will be with you one hundred percent of the way. I will be by your side until you wake up. You mean the world to me and I love you." I began to cry, tears falling like waterfalls. "Please don't leave me." I bawled, kissing her hand.

"Chad!" I heard people shout. I ripped my gaze off Sonny and followed the voice. My parents stepped into the room with Connie behind them. I got up and hugged my mom and silently sobbed into her shoulder.

"How did you know I was here?" I asked my parents.

"Connie called us, she told us everything; including your ribs and arm. Why didn't you call?" My mother asked me. Oh no reason, just that my girlfriend is in a coma and will not walk for a few years. If I told that to my mom, she would slap me, no matter of my state.

"I just had a lot on my mind, that's all" I finally said, sitting down on the chair, taking Sonny's hand in mine. My father puts a hand on my shoulder and squeezes gently. It is silent, but only for a short time.

"I hope you didn't track any paparazzi" I said. I really wish that the papps didn't know I was here. It would get out eventually, but I don't think anyone would be happy about it. Also if Sonny was awake, I don't think she would want that either.

"No, we called the head of the hospital in advance and she explained how to get to the private entrance." My father explained. I nodded, grateful for my father's quick thinking.

"Chad, why don't you come to our house, take a shower and come back tomorrow?" My mom suggested. I reluctantly let go of Sonny's hand and look up at my parents with surprise.

"No, defiantly not. I'm staying here, with Sonny."

"You need to shower"

"I'll shower here"

"And where the same, dirty and blood encrusted clothes?" my father asked. He had a point but I wasn't giving in.

"Connie, why don't you come to our house? You can bathe and I could lend you some of my clothes." My mother suggested. It was always like her to help people, even when they don't ask. It is like Connie to never ask for help, even when she needs it. After minutes of convincing, Connie agreed and my mother promised to drive her back with some extra clothes for me.

"Sonny, I'm still here" I told her.

Connie's POV

My baby lies in a hospital bed while I drive to the Copper's home. I feel incredibly guilty that I left her, but Chad is with her, I know he will take good care of her. I hear him talking with her. I did the same thing when I was alone with her. I told her that I love her and that she should stay strong. I told her Chad loves her, which she already knows. We pulled up to the huge house and parked in front of the entrance. Cindy led me up stairs and to the bathroom. She handed me her clothes and a towel. After the shower, I got dressed and opened the door. The cool air blew at my face. I heard Cindy call my name so I followed her voice. I find her in a blue room, going through a closet.

"This is Chad's room." she said, giving me a small smile.

"Doesn't Chad have his own place?" I asked, looking around.

"He does, but sometimes he likes coming here. His is a big boy, responsible but he loves to know there is a room at his parent's house. Sometimes if we have parties, or barbeques, it gets too late to drive so Chad and Sonny stay here. Sonny has a regular room down the hall." She explained. The room was filled with pictures. Many were framed, some were collaged and there were a few albums. Some were of Chad, some were of his family, but most of them were of Sonny or Sonny and Chad together. On the dresser, I picked up a framed picture. Sonny and Chad were on the beach; the picture was of them laughing. The most random pictures were the most unique. I put the frame down.

"They love taking pictures" Cindy said turning to me. "Chad comes by every two weeks just to hang more picture frames. They really love the camera" she said smiling.

"Oh I know."

"Chad and Sonny made you an album for you to take home. It filled with pictures from their visits in Wisconsin and some from here. I'm sure they won't mind if I give it to you now." She said. I smiled and nodded. She crossed the room to get the thick photo album from Chad's chest. When she handed it to me, I looked at the cover. There was a single picture on the front. It was of Chad's and Sonny's hands, making a heart. In gold cursive letters it said "We Love You". I smiled and noticed Cindy still looking at me.

"Thank you, it means a lot to me."

"It was the kid's idea, they had a blast putting it all together," I smiled. "Chad's Duffel is ready. It is almost two o'clock, do you want to stay for lunch?" she asked.

"I'm not hungry, but thank you. Maybe Chad and I will grab some food there or get take out, we'll see" I said and she nodded. Cindy drove me back to the hospital and we went through that entrance her husband was talking about earlier. I walked up to Sonny's room with Chad's bag in hand. I was nervous, in a way; I wasn't sure on what I would find. The door was not open but slightly closed. I slowly pushed the door open and saw the same body on the bed, and Chad's back to me.

Chad's POV

While my parents and Connie left the room, I felt alone. Yes I was with Sonny, but I felt like I had to be extra careful. I tried to get all those thoughts out of my head and focus on Sonny. I took her hand and kissed it. I thought for the longest time on what to say. Most would say this is the time to say things you would be afraid to say when she is conscious. This may sound cheesy buy there is nothing I can think of to say that Sonny doesn't already know. I trust her and tell her what is on my mind. If something is eating me on the inside, I tell her. No matter how much it may be uncomfortable for me to say or for her to hear, I tell her. She always listens and has something clever to say at the end. I heard a knock on the door and turned around. A young lady with purple scrubs on smiled at me, holding some supplies.

"Hi, I'm Ann, Sonny's nurse" she informed me. "It is really nice to meet you" she said and I shook her hand. She was a girl of average height with brown hair and tan skin.

"Thank you" I said quietly.

"We have to bathe her, so…" she trailed off. I thought about it and looked at her confused.

"Shouldn't they have bathed her earlier?"

"After the surgery, they wanted to make sure she was stable before they started to move her more than they had to." She explained to me and I nodded. "While I do that the medical assistant that helped with the surgery would like to see you." I was afraid to leave Sonny alone. I wanted to be with her right now, I wanted to make sure she was okay. I wanted to be by her side, and keep her safe.

"It won't take long." She said, tearing me from my thoughts. I nodded and exited the room reluctantly. I looked both ways in search for a medical assistant. A woman called my name from behind and turned around. She was holding a bag.

"Hi, I am Maggie, I helped during the surgery." I shook her hand and she continued. "I was able to recover some of Sonny's things. The dress and shoes were in bad condition so we had to discard it." She said, handing me a bag. She smiled and left me standing in the hall. I sat down and opened the bag. I picked up the first thing my hand came in contact with. I pulled it out; it was one of Sonny's hoop earrings. I smiled while I remembered the day she got them. We spent Christmas at her mom's house in Wisconsin that year. She glowed as her mom put them on her. I put the earring back and pulled something else out. I pulled out the necklace that I gave her just a few hours ago, perfectly intact. I tear escaped as I blinked. I whipped my tear and held the chain in my palm. I dug my hand in and pulled out the bracelet also in good condition. I smile and held the items tight. Sonny's door opened and Ann came out.

"You can go in now." She smiled. I nodded and went it. Sonny was still and sleeping. I walked up to her and kissed her forehead. I stroked her now wet hair. I opened my clenched palm and wrapped her wrist with the bracelet and attached the necklace to her neck. I kissed her forehead again and sat down smiling.

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