Chapter 92 TLC

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Austin's POV

This match is one of the biggest in my life. If I win this, I might be able to get rid of Triple H forever. I'm just not really feeling this whole birthday thing. Sasha has tried to make it special for me, I mean the poor girl got up extra early to make me breakfast in bed. I appreciate that in all, but I feel bad that she got up early to do that. I tried to tell her not to make a big deal out of it. But we're at the arena right now, and I have to go get ready for this match. It's going to be bloodbath. 

We were both in the ring and Triple H taunted me by sticking out his hand. I waited for about fifteen seconds before I kicked it away. I then threw him outside of the ring. I then bounced off the ropes and hit him with a suicide dive. I then got him up and threw him into the barricade. I then climbed to the top of the barricade and hit him with a splash. I then got out a ladder. I then put it on the barricade and the apron. I got out another ladder and set it up. I then put Triple H on the ladder and then went up the other one. I then jumped over the top of ladder with a flip and put him through the other one. I then threw the ladder in the ring and got in it myself. I then set the ladder up and started to climb it. I was completely baffled when I saw that he was coming in and trying to slowly make his way up the ladder. I jumped off the ladder as he did too. I the irish whipped him off the ropes and hit him with a tilt a whirl backbreaker. He then got back up and started to fight back. He then hit me with a wicked spinebuster and got me up again and hit me with a pedigree. It made me dizzy, but I saw that he was making his way up the ladder. I got right up and ran up the ladder. We got into a fist fight on top of the ladder.  I got him in my grip and hit him with a swinging neckbreaker off the ladder and we were both out for a while. I got up and got him up. Triple H then hit me with a european uppercut and hit me with a pedigree that knocked me out for a while.

I woke up and saw Triple H unhooked the sledgehammer, which means that this is now a singles match. He then came off the ladder. I got up and he tried to swing the hammer at me but I ducked and kicked him in the stomach. I then grabbed the hammer myself. He turned around and I tried to hit him in the head with it but he ducked and I dropped the hammer outside of the ring. I turned around and he hit me with another pedigree. He covered me but I kicked out at two. He then went outside and got the sledgehammer again. He then got inside the ring and lined it up to hit me. He tried to hit me with it but I ducked again and hit him with a wicked clothesline. I then picked it up and hit him in the head with it. I covered and got the win.

When I got back to the locker room, the light was off. I'm pretty sure I left it on. I flipped the light on and found Sasha sitting on the couch in there. "Surprise!" She said as I sat down right next to her. "Happy birthday babe." She said as she hugged me. I sighed. "Thanks baby girl." I said. She frowned. "Why don't you like birthdays?" "Do you really want to know? It's a pretty stupid reason." She nodded. "When I was a little kid, my birthday was always special. I shared it with my grandmother who died when I was three years old. I was always happy when it started to snow because that mean that my birthday was coming up. But ever since I turned eighteen I wasn't that big on them. I was always paranoid that there would be a war and I could get drafted. And that could very well happen now with the dumbass we have going into office.(Donald Trump)."  She didn't really know what to say about it. "I know what you're thinking. It's a silly reason right?" She shook her head. "It's actually possible. I just never even thought of something like that." I sighed. "I'm sorry. I know you tried to make this day special." "Don't worry about it. Thanks for sharing this with me. I know it was hard." I nodded and gave her a peck on the lips before we got all of our stuff together and got the hell out of there.  

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