Broken (Jeff Hardy x reader)

Chapter 11

Athena's POV

I kept getting drink after drink after drink. I was barely even sober. I was gonna get one more when someone came over to me and started hugging me. I looked and saw Baron.

"Baron? I need a ride home!! I dunno where Jeff is!" I slurred.

"Oh yes. I will happily give you a ride home. Also how many fingers am I holding up?" He asked. He held up five but if course I was drunk.

"37" I giggled.

" Ok. I'll give you a ride. " He smiled.

Jeff's POV

I went with Matt to look for Athena. I couldn't find her! I got a text from her.

Athena❤: Pick me up! BAaby!!!! I tink I dwunk!!!!

I instantly knew where she was. The bar. I told Matt to go to one that I went to. He did. When I got off the car I saw Baron and Athena walking. She kept tripping. I ran over and got her. She giggled.

"Hey!! I have to give her a ride." Baron yelled.

"She is my girlfriend!!! Leave!!!" I yelled.

"No!! I will take her to the hotel! You obviously don't care enough about this broken girl to take care of her!!" He argued. I lost it at this point. I clenched my fists and started beating up Baron. I left him in the floor and took Athena to the car. I drove her to the hotel.

"Let's go to the bar!!!" She slurred.

" No. We need to go to bed! " I helped her get dressed into her pajamas.

"Let's have fun!!" She tried giving me a look. It was tempting but no. She is drunk. I can't .

"As tempting as that is no." I said laying her down. I kissed her.

"Ugh your breath smells like alcohol." I scoffed . She giggled. We went to bed.

Athena's POV

I woke up with a horrible headache. I felt so sick. I saw Jeff next to me. I smiled. Then all of the memories came rushing back to me giving me a worse headache. I remembered how I left my match. I left my opportunity. I could've been the Smackdown Woman's champion right now! I got up.

"Baby! Your awake." Jeff's raspy voice called out. I nodded.

"Yea. Uh what happened last night." I asked hoping it was a nightmare or a dream.

"You got mad because Matt said you are broken and then you left your match and went to the bar." He explained.

"I shouldn't have gotten mad. He was right. What am I good for? I'm just a broken girl that doesn't deserve a good boyfriend." I sighed calmly.

 "Yes you do. Actually you don't deserve just great! You deserve perfect! I'm not good enough for you." He held my hand.

 "You are more then good enough." I smiled. 

 " I love you. " 

 "I know."