the match

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half way through the match natal-ya power-bombs me hard. I can't breathe. but if i lose this match im done for. I can't lose this. i lay a double elbow slap straight into her ribs and the ref counts to three.

"ONE TWO THREE!!!!! here is your winner: fae Monroe!"

i stagger to my feet and stand tall. i won i did it. i beat natal-ya! my chest is killing me.                           out of the blue i begin to gag and hack up blood. blood spattered and the ring and i lean against the ropes. what the heck just happened. my vision is so blur.

i slowly walk up the runway and towards the main entrance. if i get to the infirmary, i can get some medicine to help me from coughing. maybe an x-ray too hopefully. but my vision is too blury and i can barely see a thing.

"hey are you okay..."?

i trip and hold onto whoever was in front of me.four people stood there, all in black and purple. it was the judgement day. and i was holding onto the arms of Dominic mysterio. 

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