I Swear To You

Chapter 6

Two weeks went by after Chase's wreck at Daytona. He was still in a coma, but they did transfer him to a Charlotte hospital so at least we were close to home.

I spent my days watching whatever was on TV and listening to music. I never really went home. I did for maybe an hour and a half everyday to shower. I was just too scared to leave. What if I happened to be gone longer than two hours and something went really wrong? I just couldn't do that.

However, both me and Chase have had the most incredible support with this. Charlee, Bubba and Ryan have spent a lot of time here with me. Mr. H has made the racing side of it so much easier. And don't even get me started on Noah Gragson. He's filling Chase's car and he's been doing amazing.

They've all made everything away from the hospital so much easier, but it's still so hard at the hospital. I hate seeing him like this. I can't talk to him. I mean I can, but he can't say anything back. I really miss his voice.

Like I mentioned I never leave. Not even to be with my friends. It's just out of worry. And I have a good reason.

"Hey, me, Haley and Danica are going out for lunch and I really think you should come with," Charlee said when she walked in the room.

"Charlee, I'd love to, but I can't. I really need to stay here," I replied.

"Come on. It'd be an hour tops. And some girl time would be nice."

I looked over at Chase, wishing he could give me an answer.

"Ok, yeah let's go," I gave in.

We met with Haley and Danica. I filled them in on the little information I had about Chase and we went about our afternoon.

I was skeptical at first. I didn't know if I was allowed to have fun considering my husband was laying in the hospital in a coma, but I relaxed. And I had fun. This was the most fun I've had in two weeks.

Until my phone rang.

"This is the nurse at the Charlotte Medical Center. I'm calling to inform you that your husband coded not to long ago. We have him in the ICU right now."

He coded. Which means for a brief second his heart stopped. And in that moment, so did mine.

"Ok, thank you. I'm on my way."

I quickly grabbed my stuff.

"What's wrong?" Danica asked.

"He coded," I answered.

Their jaws all dropped and they let me leave without saying another word.

I got back to the hospital in record time. He was hooked up to more machines than before. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to see.

I laid in the recliner next to him, and I just cried. All I could think was, what if it was close to the end? What if three and a half years was all I was gonna get with him?

I took his hand, and I didn't let go.