🪽 - a Sturniolo short story

🪽pt 13 (Chris?)

A/N: I almost forgot about yall again 🤭 don't expect a part tomorrow btw sorry 😭 I don't post the newest part until the one after it is done and I told yall this would come out even tho I didn't finish next chapter yet so yall need to give me time to get back ahead! Tysm tho for all the love ENJOY
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Nick needs to talk to Chris. Get him to say something, anything.

(First two paragraphs are Nick POV but then I forgot so the rest is third person)

TW: talk about suicide/suicide attempt
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   I'm in my room talking to my brother for the first time in three weeks. This is not how I expected the conversation to go.

I start running downstairs when I hear Matt speak again.

Matt: Shit, Nick my phone is about to die. I'm near home. Give me 15 minutes, just do anything you can until-
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Silence

Nick was on his own now.

His original plan was to push his phone under the door so Chris could talk to Matt, but now Matt's gone.

Again.

Now, standing at his youngest brother's door, he collects his words carefully.

"Chris." Nick starts, but gets no reaction back. "Chris please talk, or do something. Let me know you're ok."

Nothing

At this point Nick was getting worried. It has only been 30 seconds and he couldn't get anything out of Chris. He decided to sit up against the door.

"Chris I promise you everything is going to be ok. You made a promise to Matt remember? Matt will come back and everything will be ok just please, say something."

Silence

Nick was about to speak again when suddenly he heard movement in the other room.

"You don't know that." Chris was now sitting on the other side of the door. His voice weak. "How do you know Matt wouldn't only come back to take the rest of his shit then randomly leave us in the middle of the night. We don't know anything. He's been fine this long without us. Eventually you both would get used to it."

"What do you mean you both?" Nicks voice was now full of concern as he continued to check the time on his phone.

10 more minutes

Nick then looks down to see two paper notes slide from under the door. One labeled with his name and the other with Matt.

"Don't open them yet. You'll get to soon enough." Chris' voice continued to sound weaker and weaker as he kept talking.

"Chris you're scaring me. Open the door please." Nick grabbed the notes, not opening them, but knowing what they were right away. Just then, one more comes under the door. One with no name on it. Just a paper with words on the inside, folded up the same way the other two are.

Suicide notes.

"I swear to god Chris please don't do anything. Matt will be home soon I promise." Nick checked the time again. 9 more minutes. He didn't know how much longer he could keep Chris here. "I will break down this door if I need to Chris don't test me."

"You won't do it knowing I'm on the other side." Chris was right. Nick didn't want to hurt his brother more than he already had, but he needed to do something.

Just then Nick heard the front door fling open. He checked the time on his phone. It only took him 8 minutes. He obviously was speeding.

Matt ran down the stairs, catching sight of Nick instantly. They both looked a mess. Nick had on a black hoodie he's been wearing for days. His eyes dark and red, and his face pale, but that might also be from the fear of loosing his brother.

Matt looked about the same. His hair was a mess and he had tear stains all the way down his cheeks. The two brother stared at each other for a quick moment before Nick broke the silence by holding up the notes.

"You were right" he whispered as tears filled his eyes.

Matt immediately took action. He grabbed his wallet out from his back pocket and started digging through it until he pulled out a key.

A spare key

When the bought the house, they were given two spare keys. They decided to give Matt one to always have because he was the least likely to loose it, and the other would go above a doorframe for easy access. Kind of...

Matt went up to Chris' door and put the key in the hole. It took a few tries because he wasn't used to having to unlock doors, but eventually it clicked.

Matt opened the door to find Chris sitting right in front of him. The triplet was now as pale as the wall behind him, eyes burning red with tear stains all down his cheeks to his chin. All the food Nick had given to him was in the corner of the room untouched besides the Pepsis and ice cream sandwiches.

Chris looked up, shocked as his door opened. When he saw Matt he tried to back away, but quickly fell from lack of energy.

Matt ran to his brother's side with Nick following shortly after. Matt picked Chris off the floor and leaned him up against his bed frame.

"Shit, Chris. What did you do?" Matt asks Chris, assertively, but calm, trying not to startle his brother.

Chris holds up a bottle of prescription medication he found a while ago under his bathroom sink. "Only a few." He drops the bottle, loosing more energy, and starting to loose consciousness as well.

The triplets are then greeted with another figure at the door. Nathan had come inside from calling his family to see the situation in the room. "Nate call an ambulance fast." Matt calls out.

Nick looks over to see his best friend standing in the doorway. "Wait. Nathan? What are you doing here? What is going on?" Nick asks, but his questions get ignored.

"I don't want to die." Chris whispers, voice barely audible. His eyes are now closed, fluttering slightly. "I just wanted it all to be over. I don't like being alone." And with that, Chris lost all consciousness. Leaving his brothers and Nathan to figure out the next steps.
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A/N: NEARING THE END!!! I'll let you guys know when the new book gets created for the oneshots. I'll probably post the other one I've been working on eventually too. AAAAAAA I'm excited!!! -Leah

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