Sturniolo Triplets angst/Other Things

𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒅~ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭

Matt feels unimportant and thinks his brothers could live without him. Chris gets tired of it, but he isn't good at showing that he's worried.

Tw: distancing yourself, argument, breakdown.
Happy ending.
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It was no question that Matt was loved. He was very much needed in the Sturniolo Triplet family, without him, Chris and Nick wouldn't be empty.
Though, for some odd reason, Matt has started to feel as if, he wasn't wanted around. That Chris and Nick would be better off if Matt wasn't there, if he were never born. A small part of him is always saying, 'No, Matt they love you. You're needed.' he always says that's God talking to him, a small voice that encourages him gently, but doesn't force anything.
The louder voice, Matt belives is the devil. The devil is loud, prodding, and evil. 'They hate you, Matt. Kill yourself, you're better off gone' The voice would say, Matt would wince and shake his head. For a while he didn't believe it, but after a while, he started to.
He believed he was useless to the channel, that Nick and Chris did all the work while he just sat there. He thought that his brothers felt the same way, too. They didn't, of course but; Matt believed they did, he couldn't stop thinking it, he couldn't even fathom the fact that it wasn't true, or that he was wanted, he was needed.
No, why would anybody want little ol' Matt? Who needs him? Nobody.

So he began isolating himself, locking himself away, away from his family, away from his friends. They didn't need him, he was useless. It's not like they wanted him either, why would they? He wasn't all that, he was just Matt. Nobody wanted Matt.
The man had started to keep quiet in car videos, letting his more important brothers take the lead. He believed they were more important, but they weren't. All three of them were equally as perfect, and special as the other.
But that's not what Matt thought.
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As the months passed, Chris grew increasingly more worried and angry at his brother Matt, for ignoring them, and just never talking to them anymore. He hated it. He needed Matt, he loved his brother. So he was going to get to the bottom of this.

One rare night, Matt was in the kitchen getting a glass of milk. Chris spots him and quickly goes over.

"Hey man.." He starts, Maft looks up at him briefly.

"Chris" Matt says, looking down and attempting to move past his brother, but he fails when he feels Chris grab him gently.

"Matt, please don't. I gotta talk to you, guy, I need to know what's up.." Chris tries, Matt sighs and turns to his brother, shaking the youngest's hand off of his arm.

"Chris, what d'you want me to say? I'm fine" Matt says, giving Chris an uncaring look.

Chris feels himself start to become irritated, he loves Matt. So why was he doing this? Why couldn't he just admit that he wasn't okay.
"Ugh- Matt, you're ignoring me and Nick. You've been biting your nails more," Chris gestures to Matt's mangled fingertips, "and you won't just talk to me, you're clearly not okay" Chris finishes. Matt seemed to have registered, but he wouldn't admit it.

"Yeah? Well, you're obviously just- delusional, or crazy, cause I'm completely fine. Can you lay off now? Get off my back, maybe?" Matt snapped, sending a glare towards his brother.

Chris's eyes widened and his hands shot up in 'surrender' "Okay, yeah. You're probably right Matt, it's not like I'd even give a fuck right? It's not like I'd fuckin care, I don't care! Fuck you then just go on back to your cave of a bedroom, kid. If you think I'm delusional then you need'a check your fuckin' facts cause I'm not the one who's hiding from his brothers for no damn reason!" Chris fumed, immediately regretting his choice of words with a sigh.

Matt's mouth hung open, eyes clouding with tears. So he was right. He thought as he picked his jaw up off the floor with a nod, "Wow, Chris. Real brotherly of ya'. Thanks a lot man, makes me feel real nice" He spat before rushing into his room and slamming the door closed.

Chris tries to stop his older brother, but he's gone before he can. Chris lets out a soft sob-sigh before rushing to Matt's door with tears in his eyes. "Matt.. Jesus, Matt, come on I'm sorry" Chris said shakily, knocking on Matt's door.
By the third knock, Chris started hearing violent, heart breaking sobs coming from inside the room. Chris felt his heart shatter as he opened the door to find his brother, curled up on his bed, rocking back and forth as he sobbed into a pillow. Chris's lip starts quivering as he rushes over, lifting up the smaller boy into his arms, ignoring the protests. He holds him close to his body and starts crying, tightening his grip on his brother as if he'd disappear if he let go.
"Matt I'm just.. I'm so worried man, y-you can't do this anymore I need you, Matty, I need you you're my brother. Y-" Chris is cut off by a rush of sobs, that he muffles out into Matt's shoulder. "Matt..I love you.. I'm really, I'm so sorry If I've hurt you, at any point. Please, just stop fuckin doing this man.. stop" Chris begs, his voice breaking at the end of his sentence.
He notices Matt is looking at him with teary eyes, lip quivering violently. "You..you mean that, c-chris?.." Matt asks softly, sending a watery smile to his younger brother.

Chris laughs a bit and runs his thumb across Matt's wet face, wiping the tears off with a small smile. "Yes Matt, really.. I'm sorry I yelled at you in the kitchen.. I'm just so scared, I don't wanna lose you, kid" Chris sniffles, pulling Matt up into another embrace.
Matt wraps his arms around Chris, returning the hug and calming himself down, ignoring his negative thoughts.

They clearly weren't telling the truth, his brothers did need him. They did love him.
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Xxbittersweet_RoseXx idk bruh, this is short asf