A/N: I dont own anyone, unfortunantly
and this will be extended.
Sitting down on the bed Jeff can't believe what happened that night, he was fine untill he smoked one to many, thinking about what he did, he didn't care about what happened in his match that will eventually be forgotton no he thought about what happened afterwards, what happened with his Angel...
Everyone sat and watched screaming and shouting at the television backstage, Jeff and Sting were in the ring but Jeff was high, higher than normal. As the whole crew along with Dixie watched angrily, Shannon sat at the back. Knowing there was no way he could get Jeff out of trouble now, the lateness the failing drugs test, he could generally cover that up and get everyone to forgive. But today was different Jeff had been high all day and continued to smoke the stuff Shannon had tried all day to get him to stop, now he was having a match. The biggest mistake he could do, well thats what everyone thought. As the match finished and Jeff stumbled backstage everyone was ready to start having a go, Shannon sat and for once agreed that this had gone to far now, he had been there since day one, tried to get him off, took him to the hospital, picked him up. Hell even bailed him out of jail. But tonight was enough as Jeff walked through to where they all were, well stumbled through. Everyone got ready to shout at him when Shannon pushed past all of them and got stright up in his boyfriends face.
'Jeff this has gone too far, yes your high everyone can see that but man you could have done serious damage to Sting. You need to stop this your killing yourself.'
'Shannon shut it.'
'No, you are going to listen this time! All you do is expect to be forgiven expect to just fail every test, come late, be high and everything be ok. Well it's not. I am not putting up with you destroying your life, you have no reason to take that shit. You started it because you felt like so fucking stop it.'
'Shan, I'm damn warning you I ain't in no mood...'
'Fuck you, it's all about Jeff, well guess what you will probally be fired and you can explain you put drugs and shit before everything to your dad because I'm sick of it.'
'Shan I mean it.'
'Yeah well you can just fuck off home ok, don't be dragging all of us down because you can't deal with life grow the fuck up.'
'Shannon stop.'
'No I will not stop, and you know something?'
By not the whole group had backed off Shannon always protected Jeff, he never got in Jeff's face like the rest of them, but they could see Shannon had had enough.
'When you overdose and nobody comes running, and you fucking die I hope to dear fucking god that there such a thing as heaven, I hope you fucking see your mom and you can explain to her all this, how you turned from a sweet..'
'Shannon!'
'Little boy into this disgrace, how you decided that you didn't like life, how you wanted to hurt your damn family even more. And by god I hope that she looks down on you and won't speak to you. Then maybe your brother and your daddy can fucking have a good life insted of it getting screwed up with you taking the drugs.'
Everyone gasped, nobody brought up Jeff's mom ever, nor had a go at him in such a personal way. As everyone turned and looked about not sure as to what was going to happen next, Jeff turns to walk away but Shannon grabs him and pulls him face to face, he knew the only way to get through to Jeff was by hurt. Jeff however in an instant sent Shannon to the floor punching him causing Shannon to have a split lip.
'Nobody and I fucking repeat nobody speaks of my mum. At least I fucking remember her.'
Shannons eyes told it all, yeah sure his dad stayed alive but everyone knew he couldn't remember before the accident, getting himself up of the floor and wipping the blood away he looks at Jeff.
'Go to fucking hell.'
With that he was gone out of the room grabbing his bags and heading to the airport, going to the next town early. Everyone watched surprised Jeff raised a hand at him. As a couple of people tried following Shannon. Jeff stood with a smirk before grabbing his bag to go back to the hotel.
'Jeff your...'
'I know fired.'
Looking at Dixie he doesn't even say sorry before heading back to the hotel...
From then on it was different, the phone calls stopped, seeing him stopped, even hearing about him stopped. Weeks afterwards things went back to normal at TNA whilst Jeff back at home, got himself in a rut. He watched as the days went by constantly thinking about what had happened. Knowing this time it was one argument to far. He had pushed his Angel away, the only person to ever be by his side no matter what. Over ten years the two had been together and he threw it away with one punch. Jeff sat at home drinking everything he could trying to forget, but it didn't help as soon as his eyes had closed that was it the scene rushed through his mind constantly. Months went past before Jeff even saw his Angel again, walking down the road he saw him smiling and laughing with a few friends, he didn't dare say hello. Then one of the guys kissed Shannon, KISSED him. Jeff's eyes grew as he headed home wanting to cry, his baby was now with someone else. No that couldn't be. Walking into the kitchen he saw the amount of bottles and it finally sank, he needed to stop. Shannon was right, Jeff went and sat on his bed. Sitting down on the bed Jeff couldn't believe what happened that night, he was fine untill he smoked one to many, thinking about what he did, he didn't care about what happened in his match that will eventually be forgotton no he thought about what happened afterwards, what happened with his Angel. He then screwed up his face.
'No more drugs.'
They were his words as he got up, going back into the kitchen he grabbed the bottles and grabbed a bin liner putting all the bottles in there, he then turned his attention the the drugs all drugs, prescription and illeagel went in the bin liner also. Everything that made him the way he was went in there, this is it he thought. From now on it's cold turkey. Doing the bin liner up he grabbed a few matches and went outside into a clearing by his house he dumped the bag and set it alite.
'Baby I will change, I promise...and this time I mean it.'
Sitting near to the fire he began to cry remembering all the arguments all the times he had hurt his angel as the nightsky darkened while the moon shone, Jeff sat by the fire untill falling asleep just thinking about his Angel.
