Sturniolo Brother one shots

Nick-Cutting p3

⚠️Self harm⚠️

"Nick cutting p3. Maybe he has a breakdown and grabs a kitchen knife and Matt and Chris have to get it away from him."

Y'all I feel rlly bad for doing this to Nick ( SORRY NICK ) I keep doing this to him

Disclaimer.
Nick is perfect the way he is and I wish he saw that. I don't think he's either overweight or underweight, I do NOT think any of the fake comments are true whatsoever!! They are totally made up!!

Nick pov around 1am

It had been a few months since I stopped cutting and it felt good. Amazing even. What wasn't as amazing was having my brothers even more protective of me.

I went on my phone to see our new car video I posted earlier and saw the comments instantly.

Nick shouldn't have listened to Chris when he told him to eat.
Nicks the worse triplet.
Why does Nick always talk? Like stop being a attention seeker.
Why would anyone support Nick? He's gay,a faggot.
I bet your brothers don't even like you.

Once i got done reading some of the comments i was almost in tears. Was that really true? Do Matt and Chris hate me? No? Yea. No. No It's couldn't be, they're my brothers, they love me. A lot. Right?

Shit.
Shit.
Shit.

I started to fidget with my hands, eventually stabbing my nails into my arm trying to relive some pain. It wasn't working.

I needed something sharp something deeper.

A blade.

I searched my room for something but couldn't find anything. Chris and Matt went through my room a few months ago to make sure there wasn't any temptation. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I need something, anything. But nothing was here.

The kitchen. I thought instantly. There's knives there. My brothers should be asleep right now and my parents aren't home so I should be fine. Right? Yeah.

I couldn't though. I promised them.
No. No i need it
You can't.
I have to.
Shit.

I'm sorry. I whispered to Matt and Chris before quietly walking out to the kitchen.

Once I got in the kitchen I grabbed an apple knife from the counter. I brought it to my arm and made a few cuts before I was interrupted by a voice.

"Nick? What are you doing?" My brother Matt asked groggily. I put the knife behind my back but it was too late. He saw it.

"Nicolas. Give me the knife." Matt said almost instantly walking forwards.

"N-no i can't. I can't." I replied sadly.

"Yes, you can nick." Matt replied taking another step forwards. "Chris?" Chris! Christopher Owen Sturniolo!"

"What the fuck do you want?" Chris asked annoyed as he walked towards us. "Oh shit.. Nick."

"Nick. Put it down please." Chris requested.

"I-"

"Nick, it's okay. I promise. Just put the knife down so we help you." Chris told me.

"I- ok okay." I replied and dropped the knife in the sink which made Matt and Chris flinch.

"I-I'm so-rry I'm sorry." I began to cry and both my brothers came next to me.

"It's okay, Nick, it's fine." One of them said as the grabbed my shoulder, it was probably Matt.

I felt my other brother wrap his arms around me and pull me into a warm hug. "Shh It's okay Nick." Chris told me as I wrapped my arm around him.