I'm All You Need

A/N: I promised you all a story about Jeff Hardy and not that little short one called Recovery, though I do hope that you go and review it. This one is a story that yet again I made for my friend as a bed time story because she has problems sleeping. Just sit back and enjoy my very first Jeff Hardy story. If I didn't get him completely right I'm sorry, it's my story and you're just going to have to deal with it for all of those who really like to flame people for not getting someone's personality 100% right. Stories are supposed to come from the author's mind and shouldn't be 100% predictable. Anyway, Review when you feel you should, I hope you all review at some point I love to hear from my readers. On with the story!

Chapter One: The Beginning

Seshama walked through the hall to the curtain. C.M, Punk's match was up next and as his personal Phaerie she has to be there. She stood waiting. He was wrestling Chavo for the belt. Seshama stood at the ramp for a good 5 minutes before C.M. was counted out. She was not only confused but worried and pissed off. She stood from the chair she was sitting in and walked back to the locker room. The walk was awkward, stares were being sent her way along with smirks. She made her way toward the door and regretted she ever did. She stared with tremors shaking her body in disbelief. There lying over top of a girl was C.M. Punk, her fiancé. She quickly backed away and shook her head.

C.M. looked up with a smile and it quickly faded once he saw Seshama backing away. He stood from the girl and Seshama saw exactly who it was. Maria looked up to where C.M. was standing and covered herself over as C.M. walked over to Seshama. Seshama didn't even grab her things she just ran. She ran out of the arena out into the streets of California. She didn't know where she was going; she only knew that she had to go. Maria's voice along with C.M.'s followed her, chased her along the streets. Mustangs made her jump with fright as they passed, and nothing could make her stop. Her makeup was smearing as she wiped away the tears. Lights passed in a blur and she wished every single one would go out. The darkness was her only friend but she knew not to go to it now, not here where she knew none of the roads. She would just have to go back to the hotel. So on she walked. She walked and walked ignoring the sounds of crazed fans and honking when she would almost get hit. Her legs throbbed with pain as she finally found herself back at the Marriott hotel. She wanted nothing more than to just go home to Pennsylvania and to be in her own room, away from reality. She couldn't get the image away. Every step made her stomach drop more. Finally she reached her and Punk's room and she now noticed she forgot her purse and her key card. She banged on the door but no one came, slowly her weeping took control and she sunk to the ground. She couldn't take it any longer the pain just wouldn't go away. She only felt the bile in her stomach threatening to come out at any moment. She put her head in her knees and cried. She didn't know how long she had been there but she knew the she could no longer feel anything.

(A/N: So there is the first chapter. As you already know this is a Jeff story so the rainbow haired warrior has to come in sometime. Next chapter though. Good thing you guys don't have to wait because I put them all up at the same time! Just read on and the rainbow haired warrior will make his dashing appearance!!! THREE ESCLIMATIONS)