What if Aj survived

Ending 1: The original Ending

AJ POV

Nate and I have been taking shifts on watching Y/N. They've been asleep for days now. Ever since we got out of that horrible house things have been different. The cats miss Gwen.. we all do. I don't want to have to tell Y/N but it will be terrible if she just finds out. I hear murmuring. They've woken up

Y/N POV

I can hear things.. sounds like talking. It sounds like.. Aj! And Nate too! I open my eyes slightly and try to sit up. "Woah Y/N! Be careful please!" I can barely tell who's speaking. My head hurts like hell, my ankle is killing me and there's a sharp pain in my chest and upper right arm. I wince in pain. What the hell happened. And how am I in my room back home. "Y/N?" I look up, it's Aj. I can barely get out any words out. Aj seems to understand however and starts telling me what happened. "We heard you screaming and came down to see what was wrong. You had passed out I think, hurt yourself badly too-" he stops and gives me a mirror. I have a bandage around my head, chest and upper right arm so that explains the pain there. I look down at my ankle. "It's just sprained. We took you to the hospital after we got out" Aj finishes my thought. I still can't speak, I'm afraid to ask about Gwen but I do so anyway. Well I try too, I can only manage one word.. "Gwen..?" I say it quietly but Aj knows what I've said. Nate walks in with a small box and sits with us. "Gwen didn't make it.. it's been a few days, the funeral is tomorrow.." Nate pauses and hands the box to me. I open it and it's a small necklace with a silver dolphin. It's beautiful. Nate starts again "Gwen and Aj bought it, it was-" Aj cuts him off. "It's a thank you. For helping us that night. You don't have to come tomorrow but it would be nice" he smiles at me and walks away, I think he went into his room. Nate sighs and hands me a glass of water, I thank him and he leaves too. I try to get some sleep but suddenly it gets cold.. I sit up in fear, this couldn't be happening again right? My walkie talkie makes a static noise on the draw next to my bed. I stare at it hoping it's a dream. Begging it's not real. "Y/N.. I'm coming home" I know the voice all too well.. it's Gwen.