A/N: The awaited alternate ending. For readers who don't like the bitter ending in the story. This is told in Tiffany's POV and i hope it turned out well since i had the will to finish writing it today. Took me a while but here it is. Enjoy~

Alternate Ending

Tiffany's POV

I stared at his bloodied, limp form and soon reached into my pocket, even though I was panicking on the inside. I pulled out my cell phone, dialing 911, and waited for someone to pick up. If I didn't hurry, I wouldn't have a chance to save Jason! I tapped my foot impatiently while I stared at Jason's cute, adorable face. Why hadn't I realized that I loved him?

"Hello?" I heard a firm, annoyed voice say on the other line. My breath hitched as the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat. I…I was too scared to say a word because in my mind, I was freaking out. I mean, who wouldn't be scared after seeing the person you love dead before your eyes wouldn't freak out?

"H-Hello, please…h-h-help me! Get an ambulance right now! My friend is dying so please come quickly! We live on Livingston Avenue! The building that has the number 1489! Please hurry," I cried into the phone before snapping it shut. I began to sob as I placed a hand on his cold, pale cheek. I should have come here sooner! It I had, maybe he wouldn't be dead right now.

My heart was tearing apart, knowing that I was losing the one person who loved me the most out of all the guys in the world. I regret rejecting him and I regret forgetting about my past. If I didn't forget our past together, maybe we would have been closer. I gently leaned in and placed my lips on his cold, stiff lips.

I could feel slight sparks going through me but I could barely feel anything because he wasn't moving at all, which really worried me. I pulled back, touching my lips with my fingertips. I ran my hands through his silky, shiny black hair and savored the silkiness of it.

"I'm sorry, Jay, it's my fault. If I could, I would take it all back. I'm sorry that I hurt you with my cruel, heart less words. I wasn't thinking about the consequences of my actions," I whispered in a broken, sad tone. Teardrops continued to land on the wooden, smooth floors of his room. My eyes caught a sight that ached my heart. On his desk was a picture of a smiling young girl with a beautiful smile on her lips.

I soon realized that that girl was my younger self, the girl I used to be. I was used to be an angel sent from heaven, meaning I was a nice, caring, considerate girl who loved to smile a lot. Everything changed when I finally got to be a popular girl and I lost myself in the ways of a snooty, rude popular girl. That's what caused me to be the way I am, even though it was unintentional.

Jay was always the protective, caring boy. He would always put me before himself during our times as kids. He was always there for me, even if I had taken my own anger at him. I hadn't realized that I was losing the true person that I am and he helped me realize that.

I own Jason Richards for snapping me back into reality. Everything that I have done is really extreme that I can't believe that I became such a cruel, ignorant person. I was especially mean to Jay, constantly asking him for the things that I didn't really need. I'm quite surprised that he actually endured all of my childish ways.

"Excuse me," a voice said, snapping me out of my thoughts. At first I thought it was Jay but much to my disappointment, it turned out to be a paramedic. I pointed at the lifeless, bleeding form of Jay and soon I followed them as they placed Jay onto a stretcher.

"Miss, I'm afraid we can't allow you to come with us. Only family can be here," one of the paramedics said when I attempted to get in the ambulance as they were pushing the stretcher inside. I frowned, unsure of how I should respond until an idea popped in my head.

"But, this involves me and I can't leave him because before he fainted, he told me to stay by his side." I lied, putting a cute pout on my lips. The paramedic sighed before he moved aside so that I could sit near Jason. Yes, I thought to my in triumph. I was smart enough to trick them into letting me stay but it wasn't entirely a lie, it was my fault that I caused Jay even more pain that he resort to…to…suicide.

I rode in the ambulance, watching them examine my innocent Jay. They began to grab the panels when they noticed his heart was barely beating. ZAP! I heard it go as they pressed the panels to his chest, jolting his heart back into a faster pace. But it barely affected him and soon they charged more volts into the panels.

I watched helplessly as they did their best to get his heart back into its normal pace. By the time they managed to get him a condition, the doors opened and soon they were pulling his stretcher out of the ambulance. I rushed out, knowing I had to be there with him. As they pushed him into the building, I felt a hand stop me as I tried to follow them inside.

"You can't go into the Emergency Room. Your boyfriend needs to be stabilized and the doctors will do all that they can to save him," the same paramedic said to me before he rushed inside. I sighed as I entered the building and followed them until the doors closed.

I sat outside, sitting in the chairs, waiting for the news about my Jay. So what if I was claiming Jay as my own, he's mine and only mine. With that thought, my lips cracked into a sad, amused smile. I hope Jay recovers so that I can tell him how much I love him. Gosh, just thinking about him makes my heart flutter in my chest.

I don't know how much time passed but by the time I got any news, I ready to doze in my seat. BANG! I heard the door slam into the wall, causing me to jump in shock. A man, I assumed a doctor, came walking towards me with a grave expression on his face. I gulped, wondering if the news would be good or bad.

"Miss, your friend is in a stable state and we removed the bullet from his wound but he has lost a lot of blood. He'll probably live but there's a chance that he won't make it. Furthermore, he shot his-" the doctor explained but I dashed into the room, ignoring the rest of the doctor's words.

My heart tore into shreds upon seeing the bandages wrapped around his wound and when I saw how pale his cheeks were. I worried that he might not even wake up to see me one more time. I hurt him and some part of me that it completely shattered his own well-being.

I grabbed his hand, holding it tightly. I shivered when I noticed how cold his hand was and soon, I kissed it gently, savoring the tingling feeling it left my lips. I stood there, staring down at him for a while. I prayed, I prayed to God that he would live. He would live to be the one who held me in his arms, the one who would kiss my troubles away, the one who had my heart in the palm of his hands.

I heard a loud beep, causing me to jump, looking around the room. When I glanced at the heart monitor, all I saw was a straight line. Tears formed in my eyes as I realized that I truly lost him. I began to weep silently to myself as I held onto his hand.

"I'm sorry, Jay, I really am. I love you. I love you with all my heart! I made a mistake, a terrible mistake that cost us both grief and pain. I should have realized my true feelings for you! I should have remembered the good times we had! I shouldn't have become a rotten, rude, selfish girl! Please…please…" I sobbed, as the tears slid down my cheeks, like a waterfall.

"You're a really funny girl," a voice said, in an amused, weak tone. I gasped, looking around confused. Suddenly I felt something grasping my hand and I looked down to see Jay's shaking form. It took me a while to realize that he was trying not to laugh. Confused, I frowned at him until his eyes slide open, revealing his sapphire, shining eyes.

My heart melted upon seeing his heart warming eyes and soon my breath was caught in my throat as he let out a warm, humored filled laugh. I could see his form shake up and down, as if he had been holding the laughter in for a while. When I looked at the heart monitor, I noticed something different about it. I placed my hand on it, causing a sheet of paper to fall off.

"Hey, you tricked me!" I exclaimed, upon seeing the drawing of the line on the paper. Jay laughed harder at me, slapping the bed until he started coughing. I could see how weak he actually was but for him to go that far as to play a prank on me. I wondered why I was loved a boy who acted like an idiot at times. But then again, it made him look cuter and much more appealing.

"You should have seen your face! It was priceless! Thank, Doctor Mc Clean for being a friend of mine and helping me pull this prank. You do know that you deserved it and even though I seemed unconscious, I could hear every word you said." Jay replied, wiping the tears out of his eyes. I pouted at him, but he disregarded it.

"You hurt me, Tiffany. You really hurt me and I don't know if I can forgive you for breaking my heart. I care about you and all but it's not worth it," he muttered in a solemn tone, causing the hope in my heart to deflate. I know I hurt him but I was willing to prove to him that I truly loved him.

"Please, please give me another chance. I know I hurt you, I know I did but please hear me out. I'm sorry that I rejected you, I didn't know my own feelings at the time." I pleaded in a soft, upset tone. He eyed me for a moment before he shook his head, as if he didn't believe me.

"If you loved me, like you say you do, then you would have asked me what I want in order to forgive you for the months of pain and suffering." He replied in a cold tone. I blinked upon hearing his words; did he really want me to prove my love for him? Not that I was complaining but it didn't seem like something he would ask for.

"Are you serious? You want me to prove my love to you?" I asked, in disbelief. That's when I saw his coldness falter and soon humor lit up his eyes, as he began to laugh again. It was like music to my ears when his laugher rang out throughout the room.

"Well, if you loved me, you'd kiss me." He mumbled in a shy tone as a blush appeared on his cheeks. I giggled upon seeing the shyness on his expression and soon I leaned in closer, lifting his chin up with my hand. My heart hammered hard in my chest as I began to lean in. My forehead touched his forehead and soon I was closing the gap between our lips. Before my lips could touch his, he suddenly pushed me away, without a warning.

I could see the shock and bewildered look in his wide eyes. I frowned, confused as to why he rejected the kiss I was about to give him. He told me he wanted a kiss so why did he push me away?

"Such a naïve girl, I didn't mean a kiss on the lips. I meant a kiss on the cheek," he mumbled, his cheeks were visibly red. I giggled at his cuteness and pecked his cheek lightly. He smiled widely and soon he pulled me into his arms, so that I lay with him on the bed.

"Do you really love me?" he asked, looking down at me with his intense, shining sapphire eyes. My heart skipped a beat as he gazed into my eyes, love and affection displayed in his sapphire orbs. I smiled, remembering the question he asked.

"Yes, I really love you. If I didn't, I wouldn't have broke up with my boyfriend and ran to try to stop you from killing yourself. I didn't mean a word I said to you that day. I don't want you to die, so don't ever attempt to suicide again! I was so scared…your…lifeless body in blood!" I replied but my voice grew shaky upon remembering the sight I had seen when I found him.

His hand squeezed mine in an apologetic way, causing me to offer him another smile. He let me cuddle in his warm, muscular chest. I truly felt safe in his arms; it was feeling I had never felt before. I really loved him, I know I did because I cared about him and I wanted to make him happy.

"Don't you hate the fact that you can never really hate the person you're in love with, no matter how much pain they've cost you." He murmured, causing me to pull away from him so that I could meet his loving eyes. He caressed my cheek, sending shivers down my spine the moment his hand touched my skin. No one has ever made me feel…truly loved before.

"I thought I would hate you for hurting me and for breaking my heart but the moment I saw you enter this room, all those negative feelings vanished. I don't care about what happened anymore because as long as I'm with you, the only thing I care about is you." He whispered in an affectionate, truthfully tone. His words melted my heart, causing me to smile sweetly at him.

"Just seeing you is enough for me. Even if you don't love me, as long as I can be by your side and love you with all my heart, it's enough to make me happy. I just want to see your beautiful smiles and your warm, pretty brown eyes." He sweetly whispered to me, causing tears of joy to fall down my cheeks. I dared to look into his eyes and soon I found the love in the depths of his sapphire orbs.

"Can I be your girlfriend? Can I be the one you'll love with all your heart? Can I be the reason you live? If I can, then know that my heart is in the palm of your hands. I swear I'll love you, no matter what happens to us, no matter what obstacles or challenges we must face." I asked, looking back into his eyes with the same love and warmth. His eyes lit up, as if he had just waken up on Christmas morning and have received an amazing gift from Santa.

"Yes you can be my girlfriend. You are already the one I love with all my heart. You are my reason to live, without you I am nothing but air, air that blows away from everything that holds me to the earth. I too will love you forever, even if we're separated. I can't live without you," he replied, causing me to giggle and tap his nose in a playful way.

"Why are you saying such sweet, meaningful words to me? I can't even say that to you because I can't beat them," I asked, curiously. He grinned at me, showing off his perfect, pearly white teeth. I was surprised when he gently pushed me off of him and gently laid a hand behind the back of my head.

"They are my true feelings, Tiffany. You don't need to beat them; your love is enough to fill the emptiness in my heart. My life meant nothing to me before I met you. I was close to breaking because I had no one, no one I could ever love. But then you came into my life, an angel who stole my heart the instant our eyes met." He replied, as he began to pull me down until our foreheads touched. My heart was wildly thumping in my chest at our close contact.

"You are my oxygen, the air that breath in that keeps me alive. Once my shoulder heals, I'll be good as new in no time." He murmured but before our lips could meet in the kiss that I truly longed for, a sudden thought came to my mind, destroying our intimate moment.

"Wait, how on earth did you not shoot yourself in the heart?" I asked, leaning back a little, much to his dismay. He sighed, looking away in embarrassment.

"Well…I kind of missed when I pulled the trigger at the wrong time. I shot my shoulder and lay there in pain, letting my blood flow. After a while, I began to feel light headed so I passed out, which is why you saw me like that." He replied, sheepishly. I giggled before I remembered about the kiss and slowly I leaned back in.

"You are one silly boy but that's one of the reasons why I love you, Jay." I said, still giggling. He smiled as he pulled me back down. I could see his eyes were focused mainly on my lips, causing me to blush upon seeing how hard he was concentrating.

"Hmm, where was I? Oh right, you are the angel that binds my soul to this very earth. The warm hand of yours that gently holds my hand is like having the world in my hands, as if I can overcome anything that dares to break us." He sweetly said to me before he closed the gap.

Our lips met in a sweet, soft, loving kiss that sent tingles and sparks throughout my body. My heart soared into the sky in bliss and my eyes closed, savoring the sweet taste of his lips. The kiss that I had wanted was nothing like how I thought it would be. Our kiss had a meaning in it, which made my body melt into his touch when his hand stroked my hair in loving manner.

When he pulled away, I realized how desperately I needed air. I gasped, inhaling as much oxygen as possible before he leaned back and rested his forehead against mine.

"Because I'm a fool, I nearly lost you. But because of my foolish actions, I would never have realized how much I loved you. I'm sorry for all that I've done," I murmured out loud, causing his eyes to blink in surprise but soon he pecked my lips lightly before he smiled.

"No need to be sorry because now I have you in my arms, the moment that I've been waiting for. I love you, Tiffany Jones, and that's all that matters." He replied, in his husky, silky voice that sent shivers down my spine.

"I loved you too, Jason Richards." I replied before he captured my lips once again.

A/N: Thanks for reading this story. A review is appreciated but as long as you read it, it's cool to me. So I hope you liked it