Sturniolo Triplets || One Shots

(Matt) Sad

Matt has been really down and his brothers try to help him.

Nick's pov

"Ok, this was this week's Wednesday video", I said to the camera Chris was holding.

"Yeah, hope you all liked it" said the younger. We both were waiting for Matt to speak, but he said nothing. "Matt!" I called him.

"So-sorry" he stutter avoiding my eyes, "Bye, campers".

"Matt, that's form our podcast". When Chris pointed it out, an embarace expression appeared on our brother's face. Chris and I had noticed how upset Matt had been last month. At first we thought it would last just a couple of days, then those days turned into weeks and Matt hadn't wanted to talk yet. We had tried many times to ask him about how he was feeling, but he didn't open. At least not until that day.

"Right, sorry", Matt mumbled.

I stopped the camera and plugged its battery so it recharged. It didn't take long because we were in my bedroom for our "picking each other an outfit" video. Next thing I saw was Chris hugging a crying Matt.

Chris' pov

While Nick was storing the camera, I felt Matt's look on me. Being honest I was really worried about his mental health. In fact, both of us –Nick and I– were. I think he might felt it, because in that exact moment he hugged me and started crying. I could feel his heavy breathing.

"Hey, Matt. What's wrong?" I tried to shouter the poor boy, but it didn't work. "Do you wanna talk about it now?", he shook his head.

"It's ok, Matt", Nick said when he arrived where we were and started rubbing his back. Somehow, this seemed to calm him, so I walked us to Nick's bed and held him tighter hoping he would feel more comfortable. Nick layed on our right and embraced both of us.

Matt fell slept ten minutes after, without saying a word, and Nick and I did too. Even knowing that weren't the best moment, I smiled. Their heat is always comforting for me, that made me feel so happy to have them, even proud.

Matt's pov

I woke up feeling Nick arms around my shoulders. Chris weren't by my side, so I moved closer to my older brother.

"How are you feeling, Matt?", he asked. I kept silent for a few seconds. That was such a good question that I didn't know how to answer.

"Better, I guess". At that point my head was a complete mess; since the nights I had spent crying to the days I locked myself in my room. All that was just for a reason: changes. Well, that's really generic, but everything in my life had changed drastically in the last two years. Life is change, I knew, and I was fine with the life we were living, but what if I missed the past? I hated school, but what about the friends I'd lost and the good times I'd had with them? Were I gonna miss the moment I was living in the future? What if I was wasting my time? What could I do to change it?

"Matt!", Chris yelled from the doorframe. "You are awake". My brother run to Nick and me and jumped to the bed. "Have you slept well?", he asked me with an unusual sweet tone.

"Quite good, actually". My answer was true. I knew it was because of them, if not I wouldn't have slept a single hour that night.

"Do you wanna talk about what happened yesterday?"Chris made me fall into his chest; he knew it was going to be hard for me to tell them.

"It's just...", I had no idea about how to continue, so I looked at Chris' eyes and then to Nick's.

"It's ok, Matt. Take your time" said the blonde as he approached us and held my hand, "We'll wait". I looked at Chris and he smiled at me. It was such a sad smile, but it encouraged me to keep talking.

"It's kinda sad. I've been thinking about Boston, about the friend we had and still have". I tried my voice to stop cracking, but it was impossible. "Many things have changed in our lives. I've never thought I was gonna say this, but I miss highschool. No as itself, but those years. They are never coming back". The lump in my throat broke in a thousand tears running through my face. I heard my brothers talking, but I had no clue about what they were saying, I just couldn't listen to them.

Nick's pov

A tear fought against my willing; I knew if I started crying Matt would have felt worse. He would think it was his fault and I didn't want him to blame himself for things I did. I tried to calm Matt drawing circles in his back, but that didn't help. The poor boy was crying in Chris' chest with no control. I knew the younger could feel his pain since I noticed he started holding our brother tighter. Chris hated seeing Matt that bad, we both did.

"Matt, sweetheart", I tried to get his attention. " Matt, we are here. You are not alone". I started playing with his hair softly, hoping this could help.

"Matt", Chris' voice sounded weak, almost like a sob. I knew he thought about the same things as Matt. Although he didn't like highschool he missed so much his life then. The pain he had been keeping for him got out as tears streaming through his cheeks.

"Fuck", I mumbled while I held Chris' hand; I had to soothe our brother before him. "Matt". I made him look at me. His face was wet. So wet. I wiped some of his tears with my sleeve, while I felt his shaking breathing, "Matty, I understand how you are feeling. I know it's scary to see time go, but the most important thing it's that we have each other. People who are still friends with us, like Nathan, are the real ones", he was looking at me expecting. "Friends who left don't worth it, if not they would be with us or at least said goodbye before leaving. Friends are important because you care about them. When they go from your life it hurts, but you have to keep going, because life goes on". Tears started coming out from my eyes. "I'll always love you both. I promise that, as long as it's in my hand, I won't leave you".

Chris squeezed my hand before holding me in a tight hug which Matt soon joined.

"I love you too, guys", Chris said. "You are the most important people in my life". I smiled at his words, making him know the feeling was mutual.

"You both are amazing. I love you". Matt's voice was broken but his words were honest. I felt how he put his hand under my neck holding me closer, "Thanks for everything you have done for me".

"Thanks for being my brother", I answer softly.

We kept hugging for a long time. I'll never forget that day. The day when we didn't argued. The day we spent together, hugging each other. The day I made the promise I never broke. That day.

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Sorry if it took me too long to write this. I have many exams from highschool, but this week it's the last of the therm so I hope I'll write more then. Request from drasstia. Hope you like it, I'm sorry if there is any mistake. Also, I didn't know how to name it, it's to simple, help.