this is a requesttt yayaa
The Sturniolo Triplets were chilling at home on a Saturday when Nick had an idea. "Guys, wanna stream?"
"Yeah, let's do it!" Matt said.
Chris just groaned. His stomach churned. He'd felt like shit all day, and now his brothers were going to force him to stream. Great.
"What's wrong?" Nick asked.
"I just feel like shit, but yeah, I'm fine to stream, I guess.""Okay," Matt said when he was finished setting up the streaming equipment. "Everyone ready?"
Nick and Chris nodded.
"Hey everyone..."About an hour passed, and Chris was feeling as if his stomach was going to explode. He was going to throw up. "Guys, can we end the stream?" Chris panicked.
"What? Why?" Nick asked. "Why are you freaking out?"
"I think I'm- I feel like-" Chris's eyes welled up.
"Chris?" Matt turned around.
Chris clamped his hand around his mouth, and he hunched over, expelling the contents of his stomach onto the floor.
On camera.
"Oh, shit! Matt, end the stream!" Nick said, rushing over to Chris, who was now sobbing out of sheer embarrassment. "Chris, come on, let's go to the bathroom." Nick led Chris to his bathroom.
Matt ended the stream and ran to the bathroom, where Chris and Nick were. "What the fuck, Chris?" Matt yelled, then he noticed the hot tears streaming down his brother's face. He kneeled, rubbing Chris's back as he retched. Chris gasped for air as he cried. "Everyone-th-they all saw that!" Chris gagged, his stomach lurching with worry. "This is-I can't even-"
"Chris! Take a deep breath. You're only gonna make yourself sicker." Matt said soothingly. Chris leaned back onto him, Matt running his fingers through his hair. "You feeling better?"
"Yeah, my stomach feels fine now, but I'm kinda freaking out, I think!" Chris snivelled. "Everyone, and I'm saying everyone saw that, Chris," Nick added. "I would be too."
Chris burst into tears.
"Nick! Shut the fuck up, and go clean up the puke in the other room." Matt snapped. Nick ran out, laughing. "Asshole," Matt said.
"Did everyone really see that, Matt?" Chris hyperventilated.
"Chris, stop. Just breathe."
"Just breathe? I just puked my guts out on stream, and you're telling me to just breathe!?" Chris yelled, chest heaving.
"Yes! The whole world may have just seen that, yes you might be extremely embarrassed, but it happens to the best of us. You couldn't control it!" Matt yelled back. "Now shut the fuck up, and take a damn deep breath!"
Chris fell silent. He inhaled deeply.
"Thank you, Chris."
Chris exhaled. "I'm sorry, Matt. I think I just need to go to bed."
"Goodnight, I love you," Matt said.
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i hate this chapterthere is too much dialogue !
so so sorry for not getting any of your
requests done i have been super busy making music,
and i am writing a new book...keep leaving requests tho
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