Sturniolo Triplets Oneshots/Sickfics

Matt - Hate Comments

This has to do with the blastedsturniolo video....

Requested by @heartstopper8686 

TW - slight eating disorder, anorexia, bulimia, hate, self hatred, blood, puking, panic attack. Idk. If u guys find anything else. Lmk. 

It was just another normal day at the Sturniolo house. Nick was cooking, Chris was drinking his Pepsi and Matt was scrolling on his phone. 

Matt had come across many fan pages, so when he came across another one that morning, he didn't think much of it. 

'Probably another obsessed teenage girl.' he thought as he clicked on the account of blastedsturniolo. 

What he didn't think of was how even though it had sturniolo in the name, it didn't mean it was a fan. He clicked on the first video that showed up on this tiktok account. 

More reasons why I don't like Matt.

That's what Matt read when he clicked on the video. Being his curious and anxious self, he scrolled through the pictures. They commented on his weight, his smile, his eyes, and the one he hated the most, how his brothers thought he was annoying. 

He could hear a slight ringing in his ears and fought off the tears. It's not true, he told himself. Hate comments rarely got to him, but this one hit harder. The person had actually went as far as to make an entire slideshow about it. He kept telling himself it wasn't true, but he had this gut feeling deep down that it was. 

"tt, att, Matt, MATT!" Matt's head shot up at Nick's voice. "I've been calling your name for 5 minutes. Gosh, clean your ears."

"S-sorry...I must've zoned out." Matt said, his voice filled with tears. He was starting to wonder if his brothers were actually annoyed at him. 

Nick scoffed. "Whatever, i asked what you wanted for breakfast."Matt opened his mouth to say something, most likely bacon and eggs, but closed it after remembering the comment about his weight. 

"I'm not hungry, i think i might go back to bed. I'm kinda tired." He answered, standing up. He started to walk to him room when he heard Chris mutter. 

"About time you stopped eating. Goodness." Matt's eyes filled with tears as he ran upstairs. Nick didn't seem to hear, his music blasting in his ears. 

Matt entered his room, locking his door and slidding down it, letting out soft sobs. He took a few minutes to collect himself, and then he stood up and went to the bathroom, taking off his sweat-covered shirt. 

As he was walking out, he caught a glimpse of his body in the mirror. All he saw was rolls and extra fat he didn't need. He didn't see the cute, well-built teenager he was. Tears stung his eyes as he pinched his skin. He hated the way he looked. Why didn't he look like Chris and Nick, why did he have to be so chubby. How did he never notice. 

Harsh sobs were coming out of his mouth as his heart rate increased. He grabbed his chest and pulled on his hair. His legs became weak and he dropped to the floor, still breathing heavily. 

He could faintly hear someone call his name, but he couldn't respond. Matt looked up as a cold hand touched his hot skin. He forgot each brother had a key to each other's rooms in case of emergency. He leaned into the touch as he could hear Chris' comforting voice soothe him. He took deep breaths to calm himself, thinking of good things. Tears were still running down his face, but he was better. 

" 'm tired" he slurred out. 

"I know. I know. Do you want to talk about what happpened?" Matt shook his head.