Matthew Sturniolo Imagines

lucky part 4!

Part 4!

One afternoon, as Y/N was resting in her hospital room, she absentmindedly played with her hair. Her brothers were nearby, busy setting up a board game to distract her from the long day. Y/N twirled a strand of hair around her finger when suddenly, she felt it come loose. She looked down in shock to see a clump of her hair in her hand.

Her eyes widened, and she let out a frightened cry. "Matt! Chris! Nick!" she called out, her voice trembling with fear. "What’s happening to me?"

Matt rushed over first, his heart breaking at the sight. He gently took her hand, looking at the hair with a pained expression. "It’s okay, Y/N," he said softly, trying to calm her down.

Chris and Nick quickly joined, their faces filled with concern. "It’s just the medicine," Chris explained, kneeling beside her. "The treatment can make your hair fall out, but it’s going to help you get better."

Y/N's tears flowed freely, her small body shaking with sobs. "But... why does it have to happen?" she asked, her voice choked with emotion.

Nick stroked her back gently, his own eyes misty. "The medicine is really strong because it’s fighting the bad cells in your body," he said. "It’s tough, but it’s working to make you healthy again."

Their mom entered the room, hearing the commotion. She quickly understood what had happened and sat down on the bed, wrapping Y/N in a comforting hug. "Sweetheart, I know it’s scary," she said softly. "Losing your hair is part of the treatment, but it doesn’t change how beautiful and strong you are."

Y/N buried her face in her mom’s shoulder, crying for a while. Her brothers stayed close, offering their quiet support. When she finally calmed down, Matt gently wiped away her tears. "How about we make a fun hat for you to wear?" he suggested, trying to bring a smile to her face. "We can decorate it with all your favorite things."

Chris nodded enthusiastically. "We can even make matching ones for all of us. That way, we can all look cool together."

Nick added, "And we’ll take lots of pictures to show everyone how awesome you look."

Y/N sniffled, a small smile breaking through her tears. "Really?" she asked, her voice still trembling.

"Really," her mom assured her, kissing her forehead. "We’ll make this as fun as we can. And remember, your hair will grow back once the treatment is over."

The family spent the rest of the afternoon creating colorful, decorated hats. They laughed and shared stories, turning the difficult moment into a bonding experience filled with love and creativity. Y/N’s spirits lifted as she saw the effort her brothers and mom put into making her feel special.

As the evening approached, Y/N wore her new hat proudly, a hint of her old confidence returning. "Thank you," she said softly, looking at her family with gratitude. "I feel a little better now."

Matt hugged her gently. "We’ll always be here for you, Y/N. No matter what."

Chris and Nick joined in the hug, their love and support surrounding her. "We’re in this together," Chris said firmly.

"And we’ll get through it," Nick added.

Their mom smiled, tears of pride in her eyes. "One day at a time, with love and hope."