Sturniolo Oneshots (NO Y/N)

This wasn't supposed to happen pt 1 - 🥧

A/N: wow this is a lot of words (I just started it like 4 hours ago) I guess writers block is starting to fade (hopefully) anyway enjoy part 1!!!

Tw: fighting, sadness, abuse, slight talk about self harm (lmk if there is anything else)
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Nick looks at Matt with a begging plea in his eyes as he takes his sweatshirt and t-shirt off his body. Underneath, lines of black and purple bruises are traced around his entire torso. Matt's eyes get wide, as do Madison's at the shock Nick has revealed. "He's hurting anyone who reminds him of you, or anyone who talks about you. He's hurting himself, Chris."

Chris looks down, tears forming in his eyes. "I thought if I disappeared it would fix everything. That it wouldn't take you guys long and eventually you would just get used to it. I never thought it would come to this."

It was silent for a little longer before Chris spoke again.

"Why? How did this happen. Matt's never been this violent at all. When did this start?"

"About three months ago he started getting mad more often, but he started getting physically violent about a month ago." Nick confessed.

"A month?" Madison looked over at Nick, who was putting his shirt back on. "Why didn't you say anything to us? This isn't ok"

Chris just stood in the middle of the room. He looked back up at Nick, a few of his bruises still visible past the t-shirt he had on. "Who else did he hurt?"

"He swong at Madison last night after the whole tour thing, but he didn't hit her." Nick started listing. "He keeps getting mad at mom and dad, especially dad, but he hasn't tried anything yet."

Chris broke down. He had messed up everything. He had turned his own brother into a monster. "I need to see him." Chris looked up from where he had knelled down on the floor. "I can stop this I can talk to him."

"Chris, no!" Madison looked over at Nick.

"Chris if he's hurting people who remind him of you what do you think he's gonna do when he sees you?" Nick asked

"I don't care! He shouldn't be hurting anyone and it's my fault that he is, if anyone is being beat up it should be me!" Chris was back to crying now. He was just waiting for his eyes to open and this whole day to just be a nightmare, his whole life to be a nightmare.

But it wasn't. Chris was here.

"Chris catch me fucking dead letting that happen!" Nick fought back.

"If this keeps going I might!"

The room fell silent. Chris sat down on the couch. This wasn't how this was all supposed to go. They were supposed to be fine without him. Everyone was. Why had everything gone so wrong so quickly.

About 10 months ago, Chris Sturniolo packed 4 suitcases filled with almost everything he owned and flew back to Boston, Massachusetts from Los Angeles, California after a two our screaming match against his triplet brothers.

The Sturniolo Triplets had been fighting a lot recently, and decided to go on break from YouTube to work out their problems, but the break just made it worse, unable to keep their minds off eachother. The small fights then turned into screaming matches that would last forever between the brothers. Some were all against eachother, and sometimes two of them would double up on another.

Chris became the main target during most of these fights. No matter how the argument started out, it would always end with Matt and Nick screaming at Chris. It didn't matter why, they didn't care. It was always Chris' fault, and there was nothing he could do about it.