Sturniolo Triplets angst/Other Things

𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒐𝒖𝒕~ 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬+𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭

Matt and Chris have been bickering at each other for days, finally they get into a huge argument, which surprisingly gets physical. What happens when Chris doesn't remember what happened?

Tw: Blood, fighting, yelling, blackouts.
Slightly graphic
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12 hours before the blackout

Nick's POV;

As I open my eyes, squinting a little due to the light bleeding through. I stretch and groan slightly, sighing when the stretching ends. Looking at my phone I see the time is 10:00A.M. Then after looking further, I see a message from Chris that reads 'Nick come here please Im gonna knock this kids head off' sent at 9:55, I chuckle and get up, walking into the kitchen to see Chris and Matt bickering like they have been for like 5 days straight. It seemed pretty normal to me, we're brothers. It's what we do.

"Matt shut your mouth dude, like actually shut up" Chris says, rolling his eyes, Matt scoffs "I wasn't even talking to you, I was trying to talk to Nick so, there's that how about you find your fucking ear drums and figure when someone's talking to you-" He's cut off, "Hey- you have been arguing for too damn long, let's watch a movie or something" I say, Chris nods and goes to the living room, mumbling something under his breath. Matt sighs "Which movie?" He asks as we both walk into the living room.

5 hours before the blackout

Nick's POV;

Me Matt and Chris watched a few movies like, Back to the future, The hunchback of Notre Dame. Stuff like that. Now we were on our own, I was in my room, Matt was in the Kitchen and Chris was probably in his room. I had been watching Rue Paul's drag race when suddenly I heard a really, like really angry Chris yell Matt's name from the bathroom. "What the hell?" I say to myself as I rush out of my room to see what was going on.

Chris's POV;

After Me Matt and Nick watched a few movies, I finally got away from that kid. He's really been pissing me off recently, He's annoying, he's lazy, he thinks he runs the fucking show, he's been playing these bitchass pranks on us for the past few days, harmless, but annoying. Like the other day, he covered my room in wet paper towels. It took forever to clean them too.

Anyways, after all that I went to my room to pick some clothes out to take a shower. I was in there for 2 hours, technically I was in the shower for like 45 minutes, but I was just chilling in the bathroom for a while and time flew by I guess.

As I was about to leave my bathroom, I noticed something poking out of my cabinet under the sink. "What the hell Is this" I say exasperated, when I opened the cabinet I set my eyes up on a sight that really pissed me off. My favorite fucking..shirt.. was in there, and it wasn't black anymore, no, It was fucking PINK.

I picked up the shirt and felt my blood start boiling. "You've got to be fucking with me" I say to myself, throwing the shirt down and storming out of my bathroom, and out of my room, to where Matt was. "MATT!"

I go into the kitchen, and of course he isn't there. "FUCK- NICK!" I yell, only to turn around and see Nick. I go up to him, "Where the hell is Matt" I say, fuming, "Okay- relax, this is crazy. He went out you fucking lunatic." I sigh "Went out to where, where could he have gone?!" I ask. Nick scoffs "Chris, relax! Stop yelling at me, how should I know where he went? He's a grown ass man!" He says, pushing past me. "Why are you even yelling?" Nick asks, I sigh and sit down next to him. "I'm pissed off man, he keeps pranking me. He dyed my favorite shirt pink!" I say, noticing tears start forming in my eyes, "See?! He's fucking stressin' me out" I say, motioning to my eyes before wiping them. Nick nods "He's just having fun Chris, I'm sure he isn't meaning to be a dick. I'm also sure that the dye is washable, I mean why would he dye it with permanent dye" Nick chuckles. I chuckle a little too. "Yeah, I guess so.." I say, still kind of mad. "Hey, let's go watch something, yeah?" Nick asks, I nod and we go sit on the couch, cuddled up kinda and start watching some show.