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A/N: These are my thoughts on what might have happened during the scene in February 2nd's The Cliffhanger, where Ryan is at the top of the cliff and Kaitlin and Marissa are at the bottom, on the beach. It might turn out to be a bit angsty, but I'll try hard not to make it so.

This will be set, indefinitely, in Kaitlin's POV.

Enjoy!

The Alternative Reality

Chapter One

"Johnny, just come down!" She cried, pulling her jacket tighter around her, her cellphone clutched tightly between her meticulously manicured fingers. She watched, for just a moment more, as Johnny tipsily took another swig of the rum. She winced, biting down on her bottom lip, praying and hoping against prayer and hope that they'd come soon.

And they did.

Before she knew it, her sister, Marissa was behind her, looking just as terrified as she did.

"Marissa we have to get him down! He's drunk, and he'll fall!" She wailed, looking at her sister with nearly watery, hazel eyes.

"Kaitlin, don't worry, Ryan's going to get him. Stay here." It was almost like Marissa had read her mind; she was on the verge of going up there herself and dragging him back down the safe way.

She inhaled sharply, attempting to calm herself. It didn't work. Her mind was racing, and at this point, her thumb was pressed softly against the '9' button on her cell. She lifted her gaze, staring once again up in the direction where Johnny was shouting.

Ryan was there now, gently coaxing Johnny to walk away. She couldn't hear what exactly was Ryan was saying, but with Johnny shouting in a drunken fashion, she could hear every angst-ridden reply that passed his lips.

"Oh, looook, here's Ryan, come to save me again! Are you going to save me in front of Marissa again, so that she'll be in love with you even more?" Johnny slurred, taking another, long swig from the bottle.

"Johnny, please come down!" Kaitlin whined, her eyebrows knitted in concern. "You'll hurt yourself!"

He didn't hear her.

Ryan said something more to Johnny, trying in a desperate, yet calm attempt to get him away from the edge of the cliff.

Johnny refused. In fact, he backed up even more. In mere seconds he lost his footing, and the soft soil beneath his Converse gave way. He leaned back, unpurposefully, his arms out while he tried to catch his balance.

Kaitlin's breath caught in her throat, choking her up. Her heart was beating a mile-a-minute, her gaze locked on his distant figure. "JOHNNY!" She wailed, but it was not use.

Johnny fell backwards, dropping the bottle of rum as he did so. Marissa closed her eyes tightly, unwilling to see the grim scene before her.

Kaitlin didn't. Her eyes were wide and filling with tears, as she watched his form arch gracefully, falling at a slow pace, before hitting the ground some ways before her with a large blow. Everything seemed to move in slow motion from then on.

Marissa had turned away, her face buried in her hands. Ryan had come down from the cliff, and called an ambulance. She heard bits and pieces of Marissa and Ryan's confused, furious, and concerned conversation, but she wasn't listening. Her eyes had clouded over with tears, smudging her mascara and bringing the ink down along her cheeks as they fell.

She didn't sob, her breath was still trapped in her chest, and she didn't dare move or even make a sound. Nothing else matter at this point. Nothing else, but Johnny.

When she heard the piercing sirens of the ambulance, and saw the blurring red glare of the always-flickering lights, it was then that she finally gave in, kneeling into the soft white sand. Her shoulders were shaking uncontrollably at this point, and her head was throbbing. Tears spilled from the corners of her eyes like a waterfall, dampening her clothing. She didn't even have the energy to wipe away her tears.

She closed her eyes tightly, for a long moment, praying that this was all a terribly vicious nightmare. But she could still hear the blare of the sirens in the back of her mind, and she knew immediately that this was reality.

This was reality.

A/N: It looks longer on MSWord, honest. If the content is good, I suppose, does it really matter?

Anyways, I suppose I'll continue this if the reviews are good. I'm really, really looking forward to hearing your feedback, so please post! Thank you. :)