𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎 has been best friends with Nathan for as long as he could remember, along with his two brothers, nick and matt. they have both always had a good friendship with nathan's younger sister but she's always had an unknown gr...
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as soon as chris enters the car, it's filled with complete silence. the whole journey back to the triplets house was also filled with complete silence. not a single word was said, not even music was playing in the background to try and ease the awkwardness that was suffocating them all.
nobody dared to even speak a word around chris as they all knew the state that he was in. except for dejah. she felt as though she had to be one to tell him straight up how badly he dealt with the situation between him and jude at the game, "chris. you need to hear what i'm about to say." she begins, grabbing the attention from chris as she had expected.
matt and nick both share a look and matt taps dejah on the shoulder, "dejah don't, just leave it for another day." he says, looking at chris' angry expression.
chris raises an eyebrow, "no. go on dejah. i want to hear whatever you have to say."
"that wouldn't be necessary, cmon dejah let's get you home-" whisper shouts matt, grabbing onto dejahs arm trying to pull her out the door so he can drive her home to avoid this inevitable argument that's going to happen if dejah speaks her mind.
"i mean, nobody else is going to say it so i may as well be the person to do so. you were a complete dick. not only were you an idiot, you also just cost the win for every one of those people on your team. and we can't forget the fact that you're now kicked off the team probably." she states, earning gasps from everyone in the room. liv had already left the house and was now sitting in the car to get away from the situation.
matts eyes widen as he watches chris' expression change, "i mean, he didn't really make everyone forfeit the team. they could've stayed and continued to play and potentially won it without me and chris. everyone just chose to leave meaning the other team won." he says, trying to lighten the mood. but considering the look on chris' face, the mood wasn't lightened in the slightest.
"lacrosse means everything to me. do you not think that i'm not fucking angry about this? do you think that i don't wish to go back in time and handle that situation differently? i was stressed about the game, constantly comparing myself to jude because of you. you know what. if it wasn't for you, none of this would've happened because me and jude wouldn't of have this history behind us causing up to fight if it wasn't for you." he shouts, inching closer by the second. he was reaching his breaking point and everything he had been bottling up had finally spilled out, and it wasn't sounding good, "this is your fault. maybe if you weren't such a fucking bitch practically begging for jude to be your boyfriend knowing what kind of person he is then none of this would have happened."
the room fell silent. even matt and nick were ashamed of what their bother had said. matt had now gripped tighter onto dejahs arm, "dejah.." begins matt, feeling a tear drip onto his arm.
