𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 || sturniolo stories

SLS ·stolen bike· pt2

previously: They go to Chris's room after SLS/N is done apologizing to the little girl she yelled at.

We all enter Chris's room before getting comfortable. I can't believe they made me say sorry. The bitch stole my bike. What the heck. I need to get that hoe back. I don't care how old she is.

"I need to go to the bathroom" I say before getting up, leaving the room and closing the door behind me.

 I look at them before heading to the garage. I grab a bat from when the boys played basketball, anWd then I head outside.

I look around before seeing the little girl playing with a ball. Not even for one second did I feel bad about what I was gonna do.

"HEY SHORDY" I yell as she looks up at me as her eyes widen.

"Yeah" She says nervously.

"So you wanna be a thief huh?" I say before holding my bad up as if a ball was coming my way. She quickly gets up and then throws her ball to me. 

I just swing the bat I had as the ball hits in and flies as it hits her head and she falls and begins to cry holding it.

After I realize the bitch was crying mad loud, I put my shirt over my face as I head back home. I alk inside and close the door locking it, and then heading back to Chris's room and open the door.

I open it as I see them all looking out of the window.

"Who's crying?" I hear Nick say.

"No one" I say quickly.

"Where were you?" Chris asks me as he turns around.

"the bathroom" I say lying.

"I didn't hear a flush" Nick says.

"Chris uses the bathroom and you guys believe him right?" I say as they nod.

"He never flushes and you still believe him because of the present he leaves there" I say as they look at Chris and laugh. 

"Ok, where were you for real?" He asks with a straight face as he looks out the window and frow"s.

"And why do you have a bat?" Matt asks me.

"SLS/N" Chris says turning around slowly.

"Is that the little girl crying over there?" He asks looking mad.

"I don't know?" I say looking away.

"Fuck she's coming this way with a buff guy" Nick says looking scared.

"Say on god" I say as I run up to the window seeing the girl but with a buff guy.

"Fuck me dude" I say holding my head.

"Good luck sis" Matt says before trying to leave the room.

"Hey we're not letting her get beat up by a 40-year-old bodybuilder she's 16" Nick says holding Matt's arm.

"Fine" He says.

"Let's just deny bullying her, at least you can" Chris says.

"I have a wig that I used for a play last week, ill change myself or something" I say before we hear a ring on the doorbell as we look at each other and our eyes widen.

"SLS/N stay here" Matt says sitting me down on the bed as they all head downstairs.

-matt pov-

We walk downstairs and I open the door revealing a man about 6'2 with the little girl.

"Hi how can I help you?" I say trying to be polite.

"My daughter is saying that a woman that lives here hit her with a ball and harassed her" The man says raising his voice as I get red.

"We only live us and our parents sir, were triplets and we don't have a sister" I say lying.

"Did she live here honey?" The man asks the little girl.

"Yes daddy she ran into here" She says crying.

"Can I look around?" The man asks.

"No sir we have a lot of animals they might start barking at you" Nick says quickly.

"I don't hear anyone right now, I'll be careful" The man says.

"YEAH MOM?" Chris says responding to air.

"Oh sorry, we need to go stay safe" I say slamming the door in the man's face as I sigh and lean on the door before I hear banging.

OPEN THE DAMN DOOR" the man says as he bangs.

"WERE BUSY" I say nervously.

"YES MOM?" Chris says not helping.

"Ok Nick go tell SLS/N that on 3 were running out the back door" I whisper to Nick as he heads upstairs.

-SLS/N POV-

I was sitting on Chris's bed all stressed when I see nick open the door. 

"Were running away he's buff, when Matt say 3 you run to the car ok?" He says as I nod quickly.

"1" I hear from downstairs as I get up.

"2" I say talking down the stairs.

"3!" Matt yells as we all run to the van from the back door. We open it and close the doors before sighting.

"That was close" We say as we driveaway.

-request open-