STURNIOLO TRIPLETS-one shots

Shopping carts and Stairs don't mix- Matt

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how is everyone? Happy early thanksgiving to anyone who celebrates it 🦃! I'm so grateful for everyone who reads, comments and votes and this story. Ily and I hope ur doing well 😘

This is a request from Frenchgirl247 sorry it took so long!! Writers block mixed with school is not a good combo
I have a bunch of great requests I'm gonna try to get too this weekend, so yay!!

In which Matt gets hurt doing something the others convinced him to do.

TW: blood, swearing, pet names, doctors
     
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      " C'mon dude." Chris urged, grinning and pushing the shopping cart around in haywire circles. They'd found it there, abandoned in the parking lot. Street lights glowed down against the dark night, illuminating the three faces of the triplets. They were done making the Friday video for that week, so what else would one do than play around with an old shopping cart?
    Matt laughed, eyeing Chris. " Absolutely not." He shook his head and grabbed the cart from Chris, pretending to ram it into Nick, who was sitting on his phone.
     " Broooo." Nick smirked, jumping out of the way. " Stop being such a baby. It'll be so funny."
       Matt closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. " You're telling me that you want me to ride in the cart down those stairs-" He pointed to some cement stairs that lead to a door into the grocery store. " -For fun?"
     " Yep!" Chris took the cart again. " Buckle in buddy boy Bernard."
       Matt groaned. " And why can't you or Nick do it?"
        " It's your punishment for the Wednesday challenge, remember? You gotta do it."
    " No."
    " Yes."
     " Nuh uh. This is sounding oddly similar to the zip-line thing you guys convinced me to do. You know, the one that broke my arm?"
     " This is nowhere near the same thing. We were just stupid then."
      " Matt." Nick chimed in. " You're actually a walking L if you don't do it. I guess it'll just prove that me and Chris are superior." He shrugged, smirking because he knew that there was no way Matt was backing down after that.
       Matt winced a little. The words stung. He already knew that he was quieter and less funny than the other two, but even hearing Nick just joking about it punched at the delicate fibers of his heart. Biting his lip, Matt eyed the shopping cart, then the stairs. They weren't too steep. He fidgeted with the sleeve of his hoodie nervously, thinking. What's the worst that could actually happen? Nothing. Right?
       " Ugh fine. You win. I'll do it."
     Nick and Chris both cheered, jumping to hug each other like they'd just won the Stanley cup or something. They were way too excited at the prospect of seeing Matt hurtle down some stairs in an old shopping cart. They needed to get out of the house more, in Matt's opinion.
    Chris grabbed the cart and pushed it to the stairs, and Nick helped him carry it up. Sweat popped out in beads on Matt's forehead, his heart starting to beat harder. The dark Safeway loomed ominously beside the stairs.
    " Guys- I'm actually not so sure-"
    " Nope!" Chris and Nick yelled in unison from where they were still struggling up the stairs. They suddenly seemed much steeper than before." No takesy-backsies."
    " Fuck you guys." Matt mumbled, taking his phone out of his pocket and discarding it to the side.
    " Get your ass up here." Nick called from the top of the stairs.
    Matt sighed for what felt like the tenth time that night. Why did his brothers have to be completely unhinged 24/7? He walked up the stairs to the top, and gulped at how much more vertical the steps looked from above.
    " In you go." Chris laughed, grabbing Matt's shoulders and helping him into the old shopping cart. The metal, grate-like pattern bit into Matt's skin. He was gonna still have marks when he was at least sixty.
    " Alright." Chris grinned, glancing at Nick, who already had his phone out, recording. He callously maneuvered the cart to the edge. " Hold on tight."
    Matt squeezed his eyes tight, trying very hard not to overthink the hard concrete below. He grasped the side of the cart for dear life, until the metal burned his fingers.
    " Ready..." Nick called, making eye contact with Chris. " Three... two..."
    Before he could get down to one, Chris reached forwards and shoved the cart over the edge. Matt's high-pitched scream filled the night air as he thudded down the stairs, quickly gaining speed.
    Fast.
    Fast.
    Much too fast.
    " Chris!" Nick yelled, putting down his phone. It was too fast. Dangerously fast. " Stop it, before-" His eyes widened as the cart hit a stair wrong, with too much speed. It flipped, flinging Matt into the concrete at the bottom.
    " Shit! Shit!" Chris exploded, sprinting down the stairs with Nick right on his heels. He roughly pushed aside the mangled metal that used to be a shopping cart and kneeled next to Matt. His eyes were closed, a trickle of blood running from the side of his head and scraped hands.
    " Matt? Matt! Matt-" Nick shook the motionless boy, maybe a little too aggressively to actually do any good.
     " Hey, wake up buddy-" Chris pulled out his phone, dialing 9-1-1 ( That's just the number for emergency services in Canada idk abt anywhere else). " Should I call?"
      " Yeah-"
    " N'ck? Chr's?" Matt muttered weakly, stirring slightly as his eyes cracked open. " Why are you  leaning over me like I'm dying?"
       " Because you could be dying right now." Nick fretted. " Do you think he has internal bleeding-"
    Matt sat up slowly, blinking in confusion. He caught sight of the cart, and surprisingly his face cracked into a grin. " That was great. Can I do it again?" He swayed a little, Chris quickly grabbing his shoulder to stop him from falling back down.
    " Uh-" Nick glanced at Chris, who shrugged in confusion. " No way in hell."
    " Is it your turn then?"
    Chris chose to ignore that question. " What hurts? You're bleeding." He gently brushed back Matt's hair from his forehead.
    Matt frowned a little, if noticing the pain for the first time. He reached a hand to the side of his head and gulped when his fingers came away red.
    " Head?"
    Matt nodded, wincing at the slight movement. His eyes were dark, iris nearly completely swallowed by his pupils.
    Nick and Chris exchanged glances of concern. " Matt, babe, I think we should get you checked out. At the hospital."
    Matt paled, but didn't say anything. That was definitely a sign that something was seriously wrong. He despised anything to do with doctors.
    Nick slipped his arm around Matt's shoulders and slowly helped him off the ground while Chris went and pulled the car around in front of them.

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            At the hospital ( bc i'm much too lazy to write the car ride.)

    " He's right in here." The nurse smiled and pulled across the curtain to reveal the sallow-looking Matt lying in a hospital bed. The cut on the side of his head had been bandaged, along with his hands. His eyes were open, but edged with dark blue circles.
    " Oh Matty." Chris rushed to the bed, grasping his brother's hand in his own.
    " We're so sorry-"
    " Make sure to keep your voices down. We believe he's concussed so he might have a sensitivity to sound." The nurse reminded them, narrowing her eyes.
    " Sorry." Chris said, barely above a whisper. " We're so sorry we forced you to do that, it was stupid, you can choose a punishment for us if you want-"
    Matt smiled wanly, pulling his two brothers into the narrow bed beside him. They definitely didn't all fit, but it was the best that could be done. " It's fine. It was actually pretty fun. You know, if you take out the whole rocking-my-brain-part."
    Nick and Chris laughed softly. " I got a pretty great video of it." Nick said, pulling out his phone. " You looked pretty stupid-"
    " Too soon." Matt interrupted. " Much too soon."
    " So, what exactly happened?" The nurse asked, pulling out a clipboard. " It's important for our record."
    The three boys eyed each other, barely containing their smiles.
    " It doesn't really matter-" Chris started.
    " We dared him to-" Nick said at the same time.
    " I fell down the stairs." Matt chimed in, silencing the other two with a smirk.
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I'm so glad I got a longer one out! Thx for reading loves <33
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