Sturniolo Brother one shots

Matt smoking p2

Hi y'all
This takes place a few days after Nick and Chris catch Matt smoking. Matt has an anxiety attack and needs he's copping method but Nick and Chris help him.

After you read this go to sleep. Idk if it's the middle of the day, Though I really doubt it is. Stop reading fanfiction and go take a nap or get some sleep. ( nap if it's the middle of the day sleep if it's not. Sleep aka more then 5 hours)  I know you need it. Sleep.

This is based on one of my anxiety attacks but it's different for everyone

Matt POV
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.

Breath. Just breath.
In
Out
In
Out

I need my cigarettes. Fuck.
I started to tear my room apart looking for an extra pack. After about 5 minutes I had no luck.

Breath. Just Breath.

Ugh. I can't.
I need my cigarettes. I need the high. The way it makes my anxiety fade. The way it takes my emotions for a few hours. I need them.

Breath.

It hasn't been this bad in a while. Though it's a mix of getting sober and Anxiety.

In.
Out.

I stood at the one empty wall besides my bed and started to slide down against it.

Breath.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Come on. Just breath.

It's about 7 in the morning so I doubt my brothers will be awake yet. Or at least out of there rooms. So it just me, and my anxiety.

Breath.
Breath.
Breath.

I sunk my head into my knees and lightly pressed my hands over my head. This was one of the technique to help with my attacks.

Im.
Out.
In.
Out.

No.
No.
No.
It's not working. It- it's getting worse. Fuck.

Just focus on your breathing. You can do it.

In- nope. No. I can't. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Just try again. A different method.

Breath.

I pressed my head against the wall, with my knees still in my chess and started to shake my hands out.

No. No. This isn't workin either. It's getting worse. It shouldn't be getting worse. Why is it getting worse

Breath.

I need my cigarettes. Shit.

Breath. In. Out. In. Out. Just breath

My breathing started to get heavier to the point I could barley breath. Then I heard my door start to open.

No. No. No.

Breath.

They shouldn't see me like this. They can't see me like this. Not right now.

"Hey Matt? You u-" I heard Nick say as he entered my room. "Shit! Chris!" He yelled. Shortly after I felt a hand start to rub my back and another set of footsteps in my room.

Just breath.

"Shh. Matt breath." I heard Chris say ad he placed his hand on my shoulder.

What do you thing I'm trying to do Christopher?

"Matt. Breath with me. Feel my chest. Okay?" Nick told me and I nodded.

He brought my hand up to his chest and started to take deep breaths.

Breath.
There you go. Your doing it.

I soon felt Chris's hand started to make shapes on my hand, probably to try to distract me.

Breath.
In. Out.

"There you go. Good job babe. Just keep breathing."Nick said once my breathing started to get back to normal.

"Shhh. Your okay. Your good. Okay?" Chris told me as he kept making shapes on my back.

Breath.

Triangle.
Square.
Rectangle.
Circle.
Octagon.

Breath.

"Shh."
"Close your eyes. Just focus on your breathing." I nodded as I closed my eyes. I wasn't really paying attention to who was talking anymore.

Just breath.
1
2
3
4
5
In. Out.

After a few more minutes my breathing has gotten to a normal pace and I opened my eyes to see both my brothers still beside me.

"What happened?" Nick asked me after a few minutes of silence.

I sighed before answering. I didn't really want to tell them the truth.

"I don't know. It just happene-" I didn't even get to finish before Chris interrupted me. "Don't lie. Your a horrible liar."

I should've figured.

"I- i-" I started to say.

"Your okay. Take your time." Nick told me.

Breath. Their your brothers. It's fine.

"I need-need-needed my-the cig-arett-es" I stuttered and preceded to look at the ground, scared of their reactions.

"Matt. Matt. Look at me." I felt a hand tilt my chin up.

"Why didn't you come get us? We can help you." Chris asked me.

"I didn't want You to know. Sorry." I told them embarrassedly.

"You don't have to apologize." Nick told me as Chris started to speak. "Just come get us next time. okay?" I nodded my head as my eyes started to droop.

Anxiety attacks are so tiring, and I didn't wake up that long ago.

"Let's get you back in bed okay?" Nick said as him and Chris stood up, both offering a hand so I could stand up. Which I took.

They led me into my bed as I laid down and quickly closed my eyes. Someone placed a blanket over me, slightly tucking me into bed. I then felt my head get lifted up and placed on a lap. Probably Nick. I then felt a dip in the bed next ti my legs. Chris.

I quickly drifted to sleep as I had a hand stroke through my hair and another hand rubbing ny back.

I have the best brothers.

Dun dun dunnn. *dramatic flare*
Idk if I like this but whatever. Sorry.
Anyways
Have an amazing day.
I love you.