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Four weeks later

Rayna POV

Over the last few weeks I have had a match with Lana pretty much every week. Every match has been watched by Vince who is still not convinced Lana is deliberately trying to hurt me. They have also been watched by Jeff and whenever she tries to hurt me he comes out to help me which also helps our story line.

Tonight I have yet another match with Lana and quite frankly it's getting boring. I haven't really seen Jeff since my last match. Over the last few weeks he has been getting more and more distant. I won't lie I'm worried about him.

As I wait in gorilla for my music to hit I am very aware that there has been no sign of Jeff at all today but I am certain he will show up during my match he hasn't let me down yet.

After the match

I head back to gorilla clutching my arm, I'm pretty sure that bitch has broken it, worse than that Jeff never appeared and I am both angry and upset with him.

I head to medical and wait to be checked over.

"I'm sorry Rayna, its broken" the doctor says "you are going to be out for 8 weeks"

"Fan fucking tastic" I sigh "she got what she wanted"

Once my arm is in a cast I head straight for Vince's office to tell him the good news

"Rayna what can I........oh dear" he says noticing my arm

"I'm out for 8 weeks" I snap "it's broken"

"I saw what Lana did" Vince says "don't worry she will be dealt with"

I leave his office, maybe 8 weeks off won't be so bad, i am so done with this Lana feud. I head to the locker room and get changed, I grab my stuff and head back to the hotel.

When I get there I head straight for the reception desk

"Excuse me I need the spare key for Jeff Hardy's room" I say

"I'm sorry I can't give you that" she says

"He's a friend and he no showed at work today I'm worried about him" I explain

"Ok here you go" she says

I head up to Jeff's room hoping that he is OK but at the same time I'm scared of what I will find.

I open the door and find Jeff sat on his bed with a drink in his hand.

"Jeff what the fuck" I say snatching the drink from him and pouring it down the bathroom sink "how many have you had?"

"Couple" he slurs

"Why Jeff?" I ask "Why"

"It's all my fault" he says

"Ok you're not making any sense" I say "lay down and try and get some sleep"

He does as I ask and as soon as his head hits the pillow he's out, I sit and look at him wondering what the hell drove him to throw his sobriety away, what pushed him to this.
The more I look at him the more my heart breaks.

I decide while he is sleeping to tidy up his room which looks like a bomb hit it. As I do so I come across his phone and on the screen is a text from Randy Orton

Orton: you should have told her to stay away when she first spoke to you, being around you is not helping her, you are ruining her

I can't believe what I am reading, what give him the right to say something like this. That's it I am so done with this bullshit.

I grab up the empty glasses and head down to reception taking Jeff's wallet and phone with me.

I place the glasses on the reception desk

"Do me a favour do not send anymore drinks to his room" I say and the receptionist nods.

I get in my car and head back to the arena, when I get there I head straight for the men's lockeroom.

"Orton where the fuck are you" I shout and everybody looks at me

"Over here sweetheart" he smirks

"Don't you sweetheart me you asshole" I growl "have you any idea what you have done"

"Aww did your boyfriend dump you" he laughs

"8 months.....he had been sober for 8 months and then you send him this bullshit text message and push him over the edge" I say slamming Jeff's phone down in front of him.

"So he's drinking again" he says

"Yeah because of you" I snap "because of the way you......all of you treat him, casting him out, so that he is completely alone"

"So what" he snaps

"So what? The way you all treat him has had an impact on his mental health, he needs support not this" I say "alot of you were his friends, you all need to think about how your actions affect people"

I grab Jeff's phone and leave the locker room, I lean against the wall outside and let the tears flow, tears of frustration and heartbreak.

I head to Vince's office and walk straight in.

"Rayna" he says

"Vince I need to talk to you" I say

"What about" he asks

"Jeff" I say "and Randy"

I place Jeff's phone in front of Vince and explain about how everyone has been treating him and the affect it has had on him.

"I'm sorry to say that he has slipped" I sigh "but he will be ok, would you consider letting him have the next 8 weeks off so that I can help him"

"Rayna I am sorry this has happened, I had no idea it was going on" he says "I will personally talk to all the talent and I will see you both in 8 weeks"

"Thank you so much" I say "I promise he will be fine"

I leave the office and head back to my car only to find Mickie waiting for me

"Not now Mickie" I sigh

"Ray I want to appologise" she says "your right, we were all wrong to treat him that way"

"Thanks, I'm sorry but I need to get back to him" I say

"You care about him don't you" she says

"Yeah I do a lot" I sigh

"Tell him" she says "you both deserve to be happy"

She gives me a quick hug and I get in my car and head back to the hotel.

When I get there Jeff is still asleep, I lay beside him and move his hair out of his face. I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat. My eyes get heavy and sleep starts to take over, maybe Mickie is right, maybe I should tell him.