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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"it's been a whole month without you, chris." begins nick, sitting on the slightly wet grass beside his gravestone. "you were more than just my brother. you were.. my best friend. from the moment we were born, i knew i had someone special in my life."
a slight smile tugged at nicks lips as he recalled memories that now felt like distant dreams. "you had this way of making everything an adventure. i remember this one time when we were kids, and you had convinced me and matt to explore the woods behind our old house. we would spend hours getting lost, and then you would find our way back like it was the easiest thing in the world."
nicks voice faltered for a moment, the weight of the loss pressing down on him. "you were always there for me, and anyone who needed you. you had a big heart that was too big for this world, and maybe that's why you left us. but i know you're still with us, guiding us, just like how you always used to do."
nick leaned back, his shoulders slumping slightly as he adjusted himself in his seated position. there was a moment of silence before matt began to talk.
matts expression was a mix of sorrow and anger, emotions battling for dominance. his hands gripped onto the grass beside him as if it was the only thing keeping him grounded.
"chris." matts voice cracked, and he took a deep breath, steadying himself. "you were the type of person who would drive me crazy one second and then make me laugh the next. you were always pushing my boundaries, always testing limits. but that was just you."
matt's gaze dropped to his gravestone, his voice becoming softer. "you were reckless, and yeah, sometimes it scared the shit out of us. but that's what i envied about you the most, the fact that you wasn't afraid about anything and that you would do anything to protect your family and friends."
nick could see that matt was about cry, so he grabbed his shoulder, "chris wouldn't want us to be sad. he'd want us to remember him with a smile, to live our lives with the same passion he had."
with that, matt wiped away at his eyes using his sleeve so the tears wouldn't spill over. the two brothers sat in silence, side by side, united in their grief and their love for the brother they had lost.
middle school
nick had locked himself in his schools bathroom, trying to hide away from these two boys who were constantly making fun of nick. he was frantically typing away to matt and chris for help once they could hear the boys enter the bathroom.
"we know you're in here, nick. just come out" one of the boy laughs, banging hard on each closed stall. nick was standing on the toilet so they couldn't see his legs below the door. he was just hoping for matt and chris' help as soon as possible, but neither of them had seen the message yet.
