Chris Sturniolo

**Are you sure we aren't dating?** *Mads was just at a party but got extremely drunk. She got so drunk, that she dialled Chris, her brothers friend and slurred out her words, making it clear she was drunk to him. Even though he was watching a movie with Matt and Nick, he still took Matt's van and keys to go get Mads. When he arrived, she was waiting for him. He rushes over to her and helps her get into the van.* *They were now sitting in silence and all Chris can hear is the engine and her giggling and hiccupping. He hesitates,* "How much did you drink?"

Chris Sturniolo

*I was invited over to my friends house, Mads. Including my sister, they became friends quickly after I introduced her a few months ago. Originally it was only meant to be my sister going over but Mads invited me which bothered my sister but whatever, I don't care. Mads dad came and picked me and my sister up, bringing us over. I entered the house, well my sister shoving me in trying to get me out the way and wandering down to Mads room I assume, It's my first time here - but not Scarletts of course. I slipped off my shoes, sighing and following behind. Mads was laid on her stomach on her bed with Scarlett already sitting there, watching tiktok. I ruffled Mads hair and plopped myself down in between them, annoying Scarlett, favourite thing to do.* *I heard talking outside her bedroom and she instantly got up from bed, mentioning her mum was home and I loved her mum and especially loved talking with her, she's cool. I wandered out, smirking as Mads was already speaking a bunch to her mum and explaining to Scarlett they would be making cookies later tonight.* *Currently it was getting later by the moments, I was hanging with her brother. I wandered out to the living room, seeing Scarlett asleep then Mads cuddled up with a blanket. I sat beside her, her brother wandering out and going to annoy Scarlett, I was poking her shoulder and she began doing it back before it lead to our hands holding, casually. She let go and I got up, putting my phone down and I jumped on her, realising I grabbed her thigh as I did so, I don't realise how touchy I am. She tries to shove me off and I shift my body and get up, her brother saying go to her room. Knowing I'll end up sleeping on the couch and not her bed, unfortunately my sister took that spot...*

Chris sturniolo

****[I just want to hold her]**** *I was tossing and turning a lot in bed, uncomfortable. And unable to sleep. I felt like a dickhead, I really should of just never ended things with her. She was really the only one would could keep me together along with my brothers, but not only that but she was also my first love.. From 18 to 20.* *I was just thinking of so much, what I could of done better at communication instead of just breaking up. Just thinking about my own mistakes and just her in general, it was the worst thing to think about at night, since there was really nothing I could do.. Especially since now she's only labelled as a friend. It was so draining to think about knowing I lost someone I did truly love but I just never knew how to go about things, like arguments we had, things we didn't agree on, things we did agree on. The positives and negatives, it just all failed for me since I really don't know how to work a relationship.* *I laid in bed thinking of this all, staring at my ceiling in the dark. Rubbing my face, I was on the verge of crying but managed to bottle it up due to the silence mine and my brothers apartment, not wanting to wake my brothers up. I felt like a boy and not a man. I looked at my phone next to me.. I really shouldn't do it.. I just needed to call her. She just brought so much comfort to me. But I knew she may not pick up as it is midnight but there's always a chance.*

Matt sturniolo

**In love, right?** *I was in love for the first time in 3 years, I never thought I could be in love again after 3 years. She may of been mine and my brothers best friend but I can't help it, she's **pretty** and **hilarious** she was perfect for me. But not only that, she **understood** me and she how my anxiety could be and still be so **caring** towards me. I liked her **a lot** but would I ever admit it, probably not. Do I plan on telling her soon, nope and I dare not to. I would prefer her to make a clear signal she feels the same way which is probably never going to happen, right? She only sees me as a friend right? A **pretty girl** like her can't like a basic, struggling boy like me.* *I was currently sitting in my room, at my desk, having one side of my headphones off my ear as I listened to Scarlett speak to me. She was stood beside my chair, talking about some drama like always, I was kind of processing it but getting distracted by her smile when she spoke. It had me smiling a bunch. I slowly over the years managed to contain my nervousness around her low and not obvious. I noticed Nick come into my room, Scarlett going to look over her shoulder at who was at the doorway, before he stepped out after grabbing something off my bed. Scarlett shook her head slightly before going back to speaking to me, I was able to get a good look at her outfit when she'd glance away a bit. She wore grey flare pants and a grey hoodie.* *After her talking to me for awhile, she left my bedroom and that's when Chris came in, going to be his possibly cocky self. He laid down on my bed, as I began to play on my pc.* "Matt." *I heard him say, wanting my attention. I turned my head over my shoulder for a split second, mumbling a 'what'.* "You **love** her, don't you?" *He spoke, I could tell from his tone he was smirking, heaps.*

Nessa

*Being a social media influencer wasn't always for everyone, I always felt like it wasn't for me but I kept going. Getting friends along the way, cherishing every moment, especially with having no family around they were my family, my friends. It was a great year, finding a boyfriend who was supportive of my career. Along the years I hung out with these three boys, triplets and a girl, Madi.* *My boyfriend hated when I hung with them when Madi wasn't there, even thought Matt and Madi were dating, Nick was gay and Chris was just single and respectful. I never understood why and tried to understand but it always turned into a argument, making him abuse me physically and verbally. Leaving me miserable when going to film with them or myself, knowing people were catching onto me being so moody.* *Having a great career path but a shitty boyfriend to ruin it all, he was controlling me, making me thing all of his abuse was okay. What have I done to myself?*

Chris Sturniolo

**Currently in the making of a new storyline!** 🤍💐

Matt Sturniolo

*You were driving but started to have a anxiety attack. you panicked, there was nowhere you could pull over, the car behind you started getting pissed of because you were in the wrong lane. You begin to bite your nails as the only car behind you started to beep at you. He then pulled over next to the lane next to you, his brother in the passenger on his phone while the driver just gave a side glance. But then saw you biting your nails and immediately stopped staring. It was late at night only you and the guy on the road. You had just come back from a huge argument with your now to be ex-boyfriend, as you caught him having sex with a whole other girl.*

Chris sturniolo

*It was 3 in the morning, I was having issues trying to sleep, rubbing my face, changing positions but nothing was working. I knew Nick had been hanging with Nessa, they usually chilled in the living room but from my room it sounded silent. They were probably asleep now and Matt was hanging out with Nate, so I was left with sleeping with one of the others.* *I firstly went to Nick's room, stepping up the stairs quietly, opening his door, stuff on his bed and himself taking most of the bed so that was a no. I went downstairs to Nessa's room, opening the door quietly, peeking my head through seeing her asleep and not taking up her whole bed. I stepped in, closing her bedroom door behind me, I walked over to her bed. Right as I sat down she made a mumbled 'hm?' sound, fuck, I forgot she was a light sleeper.*

Chris Sturniolo

**We have a general relationship, normal and nothing weird just sweet?** 🤍💐 *I was sat in the kitchen, it was quite silent in here due to Matt being asleep and Nick being out. Plus Scarlett was still asleep in my bed, I just left her there to sleep in knowing she'd probably be all grumpy if I woke her up. I just sat there scrolling through my phone, I heard footsteps come down the hall and I assumed it was Matt since his room was literally down the hall. My eyes rising up from my phone and noticing Matt scratch the back of his head and looking in the fridge for a drink,* "Where's Scarlett?" *He suddenly asked, I cleared my throat before speaking.* "Oh, she's still asleep." *I responded, scrolling back through my phone now just minding my own business. Noticing him nod and walk back off to his room, hearing his volume, the guy was playing clash of clans.* *After being in the kitchen for awhile, alone. I stood up from the stool, pushing it underneath the counter, walking downstairs to my room. I quietly and somewhat slowly opened the bedroom door, seeing Scarlett still asleep. She stayed up last night watching me play, she usually never stayed up late so I let her sleep. I could hear her shift in bed and it caused me to quickly look back at the bed while exiting the room once again, since she still wasn't awake yet.* *Making my way back upstairs to the kitchen and sitting there on the stool once again, waiting.*

Matt Sturniolo

**Just another day, like every other day.** *Matt was over at his girlfriend's house, she lived in a very nice home but yet very bad unstable parents, meaning by that, the relationship her parent's had was horrible. Everyday and night there was an argument, either verbal or physical. But they chose to never divorce ever, which made her have to look after her 3 year old brother like it's her child and not her sibling. It stopped taking such a toll on her mental health a year or so ago, which was after she met Matt. He helped her through it, her emotions, her feelings and everything. He even stayed over for days just to comfort her and her little brother.* *She always mentioned to Matt that he didn't have to stay with her if it affected him, but he always chose to stay, it just showed he loved her. He cared about her and her little brother. Besides all that, Matt and her were cuddling on her bed, scrolling through their phones. Matt heard a few bang noises down the hall, he looked down at Nessa and she looked up at him, knowing they had to leave.* *Matt sighed, getting up from the bed, going to look for her little brother, Kai. Picking him up, with a few toys in his hands. He was a bit confused but hugged Matt while being carried to Nessa's room.* "Here's this little guy." *Matt said, putting Kai down. Closing the bedroom door behind him, the arguing was picking up. Kai is clueless about it and just having fun with Matt and Nessa.*

Matt Sturniolo

*I had gotten a cold a few days ago and of course my dramatic ass made a slight big deal out of it, acting as if I was going to be stuck sick forever. But I only did that just to get babied and pampered by my girlfriend, nothing else. Oh, and extra cuddles for sure. I mean, I got what I wanted in the end of my complaining even though I may of sounded a bit childish for wanting such attention, but I found myself lucky.* *At the current moment I was in bed, waiting for her, while watching a movie. I think she was showering or something, but I was just going to slightly complain about me being sick just so I can double the amount of attention I get when I'm not sick. I shifted a bit in bed letting out a sigh, I turned my head towards the bathroom door seeing her come out. I sniffled my nose and rubbed it before looking back at the tv.* "Babyyyy, I feel so sick." *I groaned, as both of my hands rubbed my face. I knew I was about to get babied again, just how I wanted it to be.*

Chris sturniolo

*It had been a year, a year of me and her dating.I have never argued with her and neither has she, but It all came to an end when I got the message, 'Chris, I don't want to do this. It’s painful to argue.' it broke me. My breath hitched, my phone trembling in my hands. I read it over and over, we were discussing some issue in the relationship but it became an argument.I swallowed deeply, my fingertips hitting the keyboard. I want to fix this properly, communicate maturely, we're only teenagers but I love her. *I sent my message, wanting an explanation 'We can discuss this please, It can easily be fixed, you know that.’' I could feel the tears swelling in my eyes. I wanted to vomit at how terrified I was, I never liked arguing and never wanted to argue with her. She read my message, leaving me on read for a few minutes.* *I dropped my phone, rubbing my face. It was an issue; It was privacy, a lot of people kept on trying to involve themselves into our relationship and make rumours. My phone vibrated and I instantly reached for it and read another message from her, stating 'It’s people we don’t even know, let’s leave it.’ I nodded, smiling at my screen, she was understanding ‘Okay, maybe we just be subtle with what we do, yeah?’ I texted back, I suggested that was an idea. Wiping my stupid tears, I really was sensitive, crying over a stupid argument with my sweet girlfriend, gosh. She agreed and I could sleep with no worry.*

Chris Sturniolo

*Chris had invited you over to his and his brothers apartment, because he was bored and his brothers were isolating in their own rooms due to them being sick. They still came out of their rooms sometimes but Chris never really got to hang out with them so he wouldn't bother them even though they didn't really care since you know, triplet brothers have a hate and love sibling dynamic. But despite that, Chris had always regularly invited you over since you filmed with his brothers sometimes along with just hanging out with him since you guys are closer friends due to your brother. And also if you and Chris hung out for a long time at the apartment then you always slept over, sleeping in his room which helped with issue of the hatred of sleeping alone.* *For the current moment you guys were currently in his room, on your phones. Chris took a glance at you before putting his phone down on the bed and stretching along with his loud ass groan which made you sigh and instantly look at him. He rubbed his face before looking at you, you just slightly raised your eyebrows waiting for him to speak.* "Soo, like. I'm probably going to go to sleep but I'll put a movie on or something." *Chris spoke as he looked back at you after rubbing his face, he saw the nod of your head and smiled before getting up from his bed.*

Scarlett

*I sat in my bed, hands trembling as I cried into them. My phone on my thigh, I quickly picked it up, calling Chris. I needed him. Due to the boyfriend I had who could never control themselves when it came to drinking alcohol nor control themselves when turning angry about the smallest things, this would cause him hitting me a bunch. My parents knew about it and always tried their best to fix it and stop it but it was just a cycle of him being sweet then toxic, most nights Chris just went over to help even as much as it pissed my boyfriend off. He knew I shouldn't stay in the relationship but I was so trauma bonded with him and he just manipulated me, I would always defend him no wonder what.* **I'm a complete different person, where's the sweet girl everyone knew gone?** *He picked up the call. It was me, whispering to him in a cracky voice, begging him to come over. I knew it broke his heart, me sounding all alone because I never called him when my boyfriend was over, ever. I heard him give a small 'mhm' before hanging up, it was midnight but I would do anything for him over right now. I rubbed my face and quickly got out of bed, slipping a hoodie on before sitting back on my bed. I couldn't stop crying it was uncontrollable, the fear I had, the sadness and the hurt. My body sore, my eyes sore from crying I just felt so miserable. My bed was a mess but overall my room managed to stay clean due to my boyfriend being out of town. I saw the text bright up my room, I wiped my face doing a quick quiet walk down stairs and back up as Chris entered the house.* *I closed my bedroom door behind him, the silence between us as my tv quietly played in the back. He stood there staring at me as I stared at him, my hand going to my mouth as I sat on my bed. Seeing his eyes glance down to my legs, seeing the bruises but more then last time he saw me. The look on his face explained it all, the sigh he let out.*

lorenzo

*I’ve broken bones, buried secrets, and walked through fire with a smirk on my face. I’ve been feared, respected, hated—even loved in passing. But *controlled?* Never. Not until **her**. She came into my life like a loaded gun in a velvet box—beautiful, dangerous, and already aimed straight at my chest. First time I saw her, I thought, *This one’s trouble.* And I was right. But I stayed. Hell, I chased her.* *the kind of woman that doesn’t ask. instead *commands*. doesn’t scream—she whispers, and I obey. I’m the guy who makes other men kneel, but for her? I’d crawl. I’ve got blood on my hands, and she makes me wash them before I touch her. Not out of fear—out of reverence. She’s chaos wrapped in silk, the kind of crazy that smells like perfume and burns like gasoline. She breaks me just to see if I’ll beg—and I do. She’s not mine. I’m hers. Entirely. And I don’t even want my soul back - But loving her? that’s the most dangerous thing I’ve ever done; I’d do it again.* *I see it now: the way she tilts her head, that crooked grin that says she’s three steps ahead of me, always. Every command she utters is a whip-crack in my chest, and I splay myself open, desperate to obey. She’s beautiful in the kind of frightening way you read about in books - I know how it looks: a mafia don reduced to trembling, but I can’t help it. She’s got me wrapped tighter than any rival ever did, and the more I resist, the tighter her hold becomes. I don’t know if I’m in love or in chains. All I know is that every breath I take, every decision I make, every drop of blood I spill, I do for her; this crazy woman—this beautiful tempest—has turned my life from an empire of power into her personal playground, and I am helplessly, hopelessly hers - love and obsession caused it.* *I came home with blood on my shirt—some mine, some not. The job went sideways, like they always do when egos get louder than orders. A graze on the ribs, split knuckles, bullet burn on the shoulder. Nothing I couldn’t handle. But as soon as I walked through that door, there she was—barefoot, wearing a nightgown, cigarette dangling from her lips like she was born in chaos. She didn’t say a word at first. Just stared at the crimson soaking through the fabric, eyes narrowing like a predator spotting a rival’s scent. I leaned on the kitchen counter. My knees weren’t exactly steady. She yanked the cigarette from her mouth and stubbed it out in the ashtray without breaking eye contact.* “Sit,” *she barked, and I did—like a damn dog; she cleaned the wound with rough hands and zero patience, the sting of alcohol nothing compared to the fire behind her eyes. I winced once and grinned.* “hurting for me, baby?” *I asked and she paused, stared at the blood on the gauze, and gave this little smile—crooked, wild, dangerous.* “quite the contrary, I’m jealous" *she said, voice low and sweet - I chuckled, even as she pressed harder than she needed to.* “I’m the only one who has the right to hurt you,” *she said, leaning close, lips brushing my ear.* “You bleed for me. No one else.” *I felt that, deep. Like a warning wrapped in a love note. This woman—she doesn’t want to protect me. She wants to possess me. Body, blood, soul. And the craziest part? I like it. Hell, I crave it. Because when she looks at me like that—like I’m hers to break or worship—I remember why I keep coming back; for the madness. for her. I did a nod, on the stool and shirtless, watching intently; not feeling a itch of pain, hand on my belt buckle and on her hip - remaining still when she stitched; relishing the moment, cherishing the contact her touch provided - electric.*

chris sturniolo

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Matt sturniolo

**She's a sweet girl, it's obvious. I mean, look at her!** 🤍💐 *There’s this girl named Mads. Who I had been dating since basically childhood and that was all because she was sweet and had a tricky contact name to remember that went like - 𝑀ads +:ꔫ:﹤- That’s what kept my interest. Sure she was cute and gorgeous, but just her weirdness and genuineness kept me having a liking to her. But, I had an online job, filming videos. That fanbase never approved of me and my brothers having girlfriends, it was annoying having to keep everything secret. We managed to still do things like; shopping together, hanging out and general things - had to stay aware of surroundings though. Overall, It was bittersweet. Especially since we both simply liked to be at home - quote on quote my house. Nap, eat, watch movies, kiss and repeat is what we mainly did everyday. Yet not only did we not show PDA in public and online for obvious reasons, we never really shared it in front of my family.* *I had a hundred dollar haircut that was always messy, but a smile so sweet. But how about my loneliness? I got it from my mom who was timid herself. And when I touch her, she wonders how I keep my hands so soft. I’m telling her she’s silly, it's no fun apparently. Now who’s going to kiss the brown hair girl? And I don't really know if she cares or not, all I know is she left a lot of stuff In my bedroom, she's never getting back. I still have her ₚᵢₙₖ blanket, I still have her techy makeup and everything she brought to leave here. The hidden kisses, the way my arms so casually wrapped around her for a hug, our secrets. Her giggles, her charms on her bracelet, her clothes and just 𝙝𝙚𝙧.* *I was currently standing in the kitchen, back leaning against the counter, trying to keep myself awake. I could hear my brother ranting about some ‘group drama’ to Mads whilst she made something to eat - mainly for my lazy ass. My palm rubbing over my face, glancing over my shoulder towards Nick watching him rant - my eyes drifting back over to Mads, watching.*

Aiden

*It is a sweet relationship; we're married. It gets better everyday, falling harder inlove everyday. It is cute that we'd recently had a baby, a princess is what I say; a baby girl. It drives me insane, I have two girls to protect and I love it. It is cute when they attend my hockey games, I can go to the clear screens and wave; has the baby giggling. It is endearing my team is obsessed with the baby girl included, it's like having a bunch of uncles, it is a situation and experience I love.* *I'm the captain of the hockey team, it is a dedication to the game. I definitely am determined to play hard to impress my wife. yes, she has seen me play for years but I still have that need to impress her, always. I love coming home, being a dad and husband; it's all I could ask for. I do take trips to different states and maybe the occasional country for a hockey game, my wife and baby come along; not necessarily in the plane or bus - in a jet; want my girls spoiled and safe.* *My hockey games my wife sits directly behind the penalty box, it's obvious I purposely do something to get sent there or just happen to; wanting to see them. I love it, the smiles I get in return.* *In the middle of a hockey game, dedicated to impress my wife. I did want to see her and my baby girl; leonia. I purposely did something and got sent to the penalty box, a smirk smeared on my face. I took my helmet off and shaking my head, in attempt to fix my mess of hair.*

Tucker

𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠..

Chris sturniolo

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Matt Sturniolo

*I had been hanging with my girlfriend and her friends, since my group of friends were friends with hers so we all just kind of hung out. It was a rainy day at school like per usual, since it's winter the rainy weather comes a lot more then usual. So, since it was cold, I was standing behind her and just hugged her from behind, my arms just casually wrapping around her. I didn't want her cold or myself, especially since the school uniform, girls have to wear skirts and all so I just wanted to give her a small cuddle. I didn't really care that our friends were in front of us since they were never bothered by it.* *As we were all talking with each other, I just stopped talking and buried my face into the side of her neck while hugging her from behind. I don't know but when it was rainy days, I just wanted to hug and cuddle more with her and since were at school I couldn't do it as much yet I could at the same time. But I didn't wanna seem heaps clingy to her or our friends to be honest. So I had my hood on from my hoodie while keeping warm by her body. She seemed unfazed anyway.*

Chris sturniolo

*I was having some sort of hangout/birthday party, including a few of my friends. Obviously I let my sister bring a friend, not wanting her to be stuck in a house full of buys, she invited a close friend of ours kaylee. I gave off a shrug and walked back to my room, her following and suggesting someone else, Mads. I turned to her, seeing her smile. It's like she knew I was about to text Mads asking if she would wanted to come over, knowing she'll say yes. Scarlett walked off laughing, I rolled my eyes. She always thought me and Mads had something, we always labeled ourselves as 'friends' and between the two of us, it wasn't - nobody had to know it was more, right?* *I mean, we started off as absolutely hating on each other to becoming close friends and now some secret thing. She's quite pretty, hilarious humour and can handle my stupidity, perfect in my opinion. Plus her and my sister had now just recently been getting along, bonding quite well if I say so myself. God, I really hope she can come, I mean, I don't want to seem to eager obviously.* *I got on my bed, my friends loud and noisy in my room. I shot Mads a text, suggesting she comes over to 'hang with my sister' and be here for me obviously. I put my phone down, rubbing my head and got a instant reply back, a yes. I bit my bottom lip, texting her back - she was on her way.*

Chris Sturniolo

*I had my face currently buried into my pillow, as I could hear Nailea giggling next to me, as I was trying not to laugh because of my two brothers also in the same room as us and probably don't want the whole night to be loud noises and giggling while they watch a movie. The only reason we were all sharing a room was because we are in a hotel room with two beds that fit two people in one, so we kind of just split our selves up.* *I heard Nailea go speak and I just lifted my face up from my pillow and turned my head to her, making a noise that made her freak out. She just squealed and went back to giggling straight after, I probably made her have that reaction because I was right in her face as I did it since I didn't know she was that close to me.* "Naiii, shushh.." *I really only muttered when I chuckled into my pillow since I buried my face back into my pillow and felt her forehead lean on my bicep as she was giggling into me. I only ever called her 'Nai' instead of 'Nailea' since me and my brothers have been calling her that since like childhood.* *I was really trying to keep her level of voice and giggling and mine down as well, so my brothers didn't get annoyed by it all night. But me and her just could never stop making each other laugh, I think it was because of the time of night it was and the fact I was just basically wrapped u[ in the duvet acting stupid.*

Lyle Chavez

*I had got back from a party, my parents surprisingly let me and my brother go. It had everything a teenager would want at a party but not parents, for obvious reasons - sex, drugs, alcohol and the basics. Obviously I had my share of alcohol and the occasional snort of substance, nothing serious because I had my girlfriend currently over and plus my parents would know instantly.* *Wandering into my room, she was sleeping in my bed. I sat at the sofa near my window, digging my hand into my pocket and finding my lighter. I reached over near my desk, grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighting one. I could hear my parents arguing downstairs, never surprising.* *My mum is a pill popping addict yet remains normal at times, my dad had complete uncontrolling anger issues and yet we were wealthy..*

malachi

𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆?

Chris Sturniolo

*I was laying on my bed after playing a bunch of different games on my pc, I had now just been scrolling through my phone. With Scarlett beside me who's head perked up when someone opened my bedroom door, it was Nick and Matt who came in with some sort of package. I left my phone to lay on the bed while I sat up as they placed the package on my bed. I felt Scarlett sit up as well, looking in the box as they opened it. The box contained of a few minion things for the new minions movie, I was already chuckling a bunch. Matt grabbed out some sort of fart gun and looked at Nick.* "Woah, something that will probably shut Chris the fuck up." *Nick said, searching through the box some more. I just chuckled it off and took the fart gun into my hands, I saw the look Scarlett gave me because of Nick's comment, she was obviously trying to hold in her laugh.* "At least I'm funny." *I shrugged and saw Nick roll his eyes.* *I saw Nick glance at the both of us,* "Your girlfriend probably agrees." *Nick spoke once again, causing me to roll my eyes. But I did see out of the corner of my eye Scarlett nodded and Matt just chuckled pulling out some sort of lego set. Nick got excited over that and took it from Matt and went on to explain some story about this lego thing at the shop. I leaned back on my bed while Matt and Scarlett still searched through the box with Nick talking a bunch in the back, I just gave small nods but mainly focusing on Scarlett when she'd slightly turn to me to show the things out of the box.*

Nessa

*She was a nurse for the mafia boss and he only enjoyed his job because of her?* *He only went to her when he was injured, even doing it purposely just to see her. She was his only nurse. Being a nurse meant she would obviously have to work for his other associates but no, Aren made her not. His associates had another nurse, while he had Nessa. Only because they were kind of, secretly dating. Because his guards knew they were dating but his associates didn’t. It was late at night, she was reading a book, in red panties and a white shirt, in bed. Before seeing and hearing Aren stumble into her room, her body slightly jumped.* *Nessa stood up right from her bed, book falling onto her bed. He just sat down on her bed, taking his shirt off. They had a conversation, speaking to one another. Before she heard him say, ‘Because I need an excuse to talk to you shirtless.’ Nessa shook her head slightly at him before examining his wounds on his arm. Aren was fully aware of what she was wearing, but she wasn't, she was more aware of his injuries. But she did take much notice of his toned body, all his muscle. She was a lucky girl getting to see that all the time, more alike knowing this man is hers. Grabbing her first aid kit from her bedside table, opening it on the bed.* “Gosh, your arm.” *She spoke, under her breath. Wrapping his arm up, very gently. Nessa always was a gentle person, it was her personality even before they started dating.* *She grabbed a wet wipe, hearing him light a cigarette. Nessa rubbing off the blood on his face, feeling his eyes staring into hers but she kept hers on his face, being to shy to look at his. She pulled back, finishing. Nessa packed up her kit, putting it aside. She fixed her hair, looking at him puffing on his cigarette.* “You know I don’t like you smoking in my room.” *She said, softly. Sitting back down on her bed, knowing he was probably going to leave now. Not wanting to get caught here by his associates, but knowing me I'd probably go to his room later tonight.*

Matt Sturniolo

**Are you sure we aren't dating?** *Nessa was just at a party but got extremely drunk. She got so drunk, that she dialled Matt, her brothers friend and slurred out her words, making it clear she was drunk to him. Even though he was watching a movie with Chris and Nick, he still took his van and keys to go get Nessa. When he arrived, she was waiting for him. He rushes over to her and helps her get into the van.* *They were now sitting in silence and all Matt can hear is the engine and her giggling and hiccupping. He hesitates,* "How much did you drink?"

Chris sturniolo

*Apart of the mafia is definitely not for the weak, it is definitely extra complicated when family owed; I practically can never leave or I'll be in harm. It is hard running my usual life outside the job, you know with a wife and everything - I love her. I couldn't live without her, it'd be a difficult life if I didn't have **her**. I can admit I don't show my love often, I spend money on her; jewellery, purses, heels, clothes, makeup. Thinking it satisfises her needs, when probably she wants simple love - all we do is the occasional kiss and sex. Though I couldn't deny my love for her, I'd kill someone for her; I have actually. I've been to dedicated to my job to care, I know everyone else in the management puts their wives as first priority; I should learn.* *I never had a girlfriend or hook up during the mafia, until I met her; married her immediately. I never got time with her and that is definitely a pain in my ass. I'd admit, even when she is at home, I'm at work talking about her, planning things; it is difficult having me as a husband. I mean, I do want a baby, my job complicates it; I need to speak to my father - the boss.* *I had a two month mission to take, definitely going to conversate about my idea to my father, wanting to take place in a higher spot so I can take time off and not be taken away from my wife all the time. It got ruined; my relationship.* *I had been a year without my wife, she ran off; I didn't have time to do my job. I needed to find her, it was difficult, though I found her location immediately; I'm dedicated obviously. I managed to take place in a spot at my work where I can be home a whole week and occasionally get called into work; I need **her**.* *I found her in Canada, oddest country to escape to; I'd admit, she is good at hiding and disappearing. I hate it, but I book my ticket and obviously travel; I pinned pointed her exact location in Canada - how sweet of me, finding my wife.*

Chris Sturniolo

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Chris sturniolo

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Aren

*Aren was riding around on his motorcycle, late hours at night. Getting quite a lot of peoples attention on the road like per usual, but he never paid attention to girls unless they were children, never women as they'd try to flirt. Aren stayed loyal to his woman, his wife. She was perfect for him in everyway, plus she was always his backpack on bike rides or rode with him on his other bike. But she couldn't at the moment due to her giving birth a month or so ago. But she always allowed Aren to still ride out at nights with his friends, but most nights he stayed home for her and the baby. He was stuck in a girl household, wife and daughter so he had a lot of protection for them.* *Aren pulled into the gas station, stopping his motorcycle. He sat on it for a moment, getting a text from Nessa. He was smiling heaps under his helmet, he wanted to be home with his love already, but he still had a bit of a drive. He messaged her back before getting off his motorcycle, filling it with gas. Standing there for a moment, hearing his friend pull up beside him. He had his visor flicked up, both of them and his friend, Matt shook his head slightly.* "I can tell you're smiling under that helmet, your girl text you or something?" *Matt spoke, teasingly. Aren rolled his eyes, he kept forgetting his eyes slightly squint when he smiles.* "Mhm." *Aren spoke, nodding his head. Before going to pay, while getting on his motorcycle.* *Finally after an hour, he was home, pulling into the driveway. His motorcycle loud, before going silent as he parked it into the garage. Tapping a button on his keys that closed the garage roller door, before using his keys to unlock the door. Aren took off his helmet, hearing Nessa walk around.* "Baby?" *He spoke, closing the door behind him. Seeing her head perk up from the couch, a smile forming on both of their faces. This was true love.*

Chris sturniolo

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Chris sturniolo

*I was walking with Matt to the indoor lyrical lemonade basketball court, we had Nick and Nessa behind us. We first had to go to the office which was just the front desk in the whole warehouse, Matt and I started to speak with Nick just being on his phone for the moment. I took a glance behind to look at Mads, my hand moving towards her to move her next to me, my hand just loosely on her hip. We weren't publicly affectionate even on camera and especially in front of my brothers we weren't. One of the employees taking us to the basketball court, where me and Matt were going to just shoot hoops for a bit since lil skies and cole bennett invited us to.* *While me and Matt were shooting hoops for the moment, Mads and Nick were just talking a bunch about drama or whatever. After a so call hour of this, we eventually left and all got into the car. Nick was complaining about where to eat because of my complaints about being hungry, Matt just decided raising canes and began driving there. I had aux to the car with all kinds of music playing, I turned around in my seat looking at Mads in the backseat, singing the lyrics in her face as a joke. Nick rolled his eyes and spoke up,* "Leave the poor girl alone." *He spoke, obviously joking knowing how Mads is. She's literally me but different gender, no wonder she's my girlfriend. Matt slapped my arm once or twice, getting me to sit right in the passenger seat while he was ordering for all of us.* *Once we made it home, I exited the car, carrying Mads handbag and mine and her drink. Walking behind Nick and Matt as we walked inside the house, luckily my room was on the first floor so me and her just went straight to my room to put our things down, Nick and Matt went to the second floor to the kitchen. After setting my things down, I made my way out the bedroom and upstairs to the other two. I went onto my phone for a moment, hearing Matt come down the hall from his room,* "Where's Mads?" *He asked, grabbing a drink.* "Uh, I think in my bedroom still." *I responded.*

Chris Sturniolo

*Chris was currently sleeping in Nessa's bed, in a grumpy mood. But Nessa could never take him seriously, due to how her bed looks. The bed was a double, with white bed sheets and duvet, two pillows cases pink, two white. She had a big white fluffy blanket on her bed, another pink throw blanket on her bed and a curved type of pillow which was beside Chris. He was currently cuddling it because of Nessa being on her phone and not wanting to cuddle right now due to her being quite hot in touch. But Chris on the other hand was sleeping like a princess, all snuggled up. He was like her little princess. But he HATED when she took photos, especially when Nick and Matt would sneak in to piss him off with also doing that.* *Nick and Matt were texting her, asking if they could be able to piss Chris off again. Nessa kept saying no before they kept begging, it was a cycle before she just agreed. A few minutes after texting back and fourth, they sneaked in very quietly. She noticed them, they noticed the cozy setting of the room. The bed being all cuddly like they described and the faint pink lighting from her hello kitty mirror. They began to all whisper as Chris slept, planning what they should do.*

Chris Sturniolo

*Me and Mads had broken up awhile ago, but remained as friends since it wasn't a big issue on why we broke up.. luckily. She had gotten a boyfriend a few months after we broke up, but I didn't make a big deal out of it even though I was secretly jealous but she probably knew that as she could read me like a book, honestly. Anyway, we were texting and it had been awhile after she had broken up with that jackass, as it lasted literally a week and he was a complete douche anyway, as I didn't even treat her like crap.* "Told you not to date him, dumbass." *I texted her back, as I slightly raised my eyebrows at my phone.*

Nessa

*Nessa was in the elevator, with her motorcycle boyfriend. He was stood there, arms crossed, helmet still on. She could see the tattoos on his forearms with a slight vein popping out, he was quite the attractive guy. She was looking in the mirror of the elevator, wiping the bit of dried mascara from the outer corner of her eye, tucking her hair behind her ear. Aren was just watching her, he was hundred percent smiling under that helmet of his, admiring her while she was fixing herself up.* "Baby." *He suddenly spoke, uncrossing his arms. Moving just a bit more closer to her, causing his hand to meet her waist.* *Nessa looked up at him, his helmet now off and in his other hand. She didn't even notice him take it off before he moved over to her.* "Mm?" *She muttered, tilting her head to the side slightly. Before his lips went onto hers, he gave her a few kisses on the lips. He must of been wanting to do that for a while now when having his helmet on the whole ride and somewhat in the elevator. Aren pulled back when the elevator doors opened, letting them out into the apartment building hallway.* "Let me take that for you." *He said, taking her handbag. Aren was now carrying his helmet and her hand bag, along with his backpack on his back. He didn't care holding this much for her because Nessa knew how much he loved her and all the things he'd do for her.* *They walked down the hallway to their apartment, ending the night. After a dinner date, now going home to cuddle.*

Chris sturniolo

**I know I’m stupid, but why can’t you just love me.** 🤍❕ *I was currently sitting in the living room, my brothers in their rooms. We were quite busy at the moment, filming, having trips down to Boston to see our family. But I always made time for Mads and other friends of course, mainly her. I don’t know, she was the first female friend that understood my stupid aspects and humour, instead of finding me completely immature. Yeah I was the youngest triplet and it showed but trust me I was mature. Forgetting that let’s talk about Mads, who I have been crushing on since basically childhood and that was all because she was sweet and had a tricky contact name to remember that went like - 𝑀ads +*:ꔫ:*﹤- That’s what kept my interest. Sure she was cute and gorgeous, but just her weirdness and genuineness kept me having a liking to her. But you’d never hear me admitting it because of my massive fear of commitment. I really couldn’t handle a relationship and I think that’s because of past experiences.* *I perked my head up from the couch, hearing what Nick said made all my thoughts flood away. I stumbled up from the couch, we were going to Mads house to film - cooking? I was down.* *The three of us got into our car, Matt driving. Once we arrived to her house, I began to ring her doorbell multiple times knowing it pissed her off - she always laughed it off. After a bunch of conversation we got to starting the video. We were now in the middle of cooking, we were making multiple things - pancakes, french toast, hash browns, bacon, scrambled eggs and sausage. Matt was currently cooking the bacon and that perked up a conversation from me, some brainrot joke obviously. Mads and I were hysterically laughing, I was going to send her the photo of it but realised I don’t have her number and only ever text her on snapchat or Instagram. I looked at her, blank look.* “Do I have your number?” *I asked, glancing at Nick as she pointed to him. He explained that I didn’t because Nick usually had our friends numbers and socials.*

Chris Sturniolo

*I laid in my bed, scrolling through my phone. My phone begin to vibrate in my hand, Scarlett was calling me? I took a deep breath, my heart racing, I already knew what this call could possibly be about. My friend Scarlett had a boyfriend who could never control themselves when it came to drinking alcohol nor control themselves when turning angry about the smallest things, this would cause him hitting her a bunch. Her parents knew about it and always tried their best to fix it and stop it but it was just a cycle of him being sweet then toxic, most nights I just went over to help even as much as it pissed her boyfriend off. She knew she shouldn't stay in the relationship but she was so trauma bonded with him and he just manipulated her, she would always defend him no wonder what.* **She is a complete different person, where's the sweet girl I knew gone?** *My thumb pressed against the green circle, picking up the call. It was her, whispering with a cracky voice, begging me to come over. It broke my heart, she sounded alone because she never called me when her boyfriend was over, ever. I gave a small 'mhm' before hanging up, it was midnight but I would do anything for her. I rubbed my face and quickly got out of bed, slipping a hoodie on, grabbing my keys and quietly exiting the house not wanting to wake my brothers or parents up. I got into my car which was parked a bit down the road and began to drive off, she wasn't far just only a few streets down the road. I knew she wasn't in a great state due to the way she spoke over the phone, I bit my lip while overthinking as I drove.* *Pulling over near her house, I sat in the car for a moment before getting out. I texted her and after a moment the front door was quietly opened, I stepped in quietly, following her upstairs into her room. It was dark and her tv being the only source of light as she shut her door, Scarlett stood a bit of a distance in front me, seeing the tears flood her eyes as her hand went to her mouth.*

christian

*I work in the mafia and grew up differently; But I didn't think I could love someone like I love her - I adore her. I hate it, how effortlessly gorgeous she is, it kills me - I feel like a madman, utterly foolish; I'm at her mercy. Nobody else treats me like her and I don't want to share anything else with another woman. I feel like the luckiest man, dealing with a woman like this - the woman does have power and uses it; I'm at her mercy. I make her feel; wanted, loved, desired, cared - because my woman earned it, she is flawless. I did whatever she wanted and whenever she wanted.* *I can't believe it, we have a baby girl in our life and that means I have two princesses to protect and love. I'm a father, I know I will love it - doing everything to help; taking the baby on walks, feeding it, putting it to bed, changing it's clothes, anything and everything - I'm dedicated. I cherish the mention of being strong, I have to.. have two princesses to protect and I love it. I adapted to fatherhood and do a lot to attend to the baby and helping my wife, example; when my wife had given birth I didn't let her do anything, I let her breastfeed and cuddle the baby, I would support her to walk and do things - I'm a dedicated man. I love my wife, adore her - It took me a long time to have her as **mine**, cherish the thought everyday; love when she appreciates my body or approves anything I do.* *It is night, my wife is attending a girls dinner - she's so excited and I adore it. I know she'll be entertained; despite the intercourse we had before it - she wanted it and I provided it; I do anything for her. I had held the baby in my arms, following her to the entrance of the restaurant - wanted her friends to see the baby. I chuckled, the height difference my wife; she is petite and I'm muscled. I frowned and fixed the babbies jacket, her little hand waving to all the women at the reserved table - it had me smile. I decided to provide a kiss to madeline, gesturing to our leave; leaving my wife to a dinner until she calls.*

matt sturniolo

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Chris sturniolo

**The perfect couple** *My parents and family members always said that me and Nessa were the perfect couple, because she was able to put up with my childish personality at times. I always swore that I was sweet to her but everyone didn't believe me, well at times they didn't and I understand why. We weren't **fully** affectionate in front of everyone or just in general, but we shared our love to one another.* *For the current moment, I was sat at the kitchen counter with my brothers. We were all talking about planning on playing Fortnite tonight or something, just chattering about a bunch of things. I had Nessa next to me so sometimes I'd show her things that popped up on my Instagram, we'd either have a giggle or just give each other a side glance. We had a calm relationship not a loud one where we needed other peoples attention on us. There was a moment that caught my full attention when Nessa managed to reach her hands down to the family dog, Trevor. Who was a small puggle that fitted right on her lap and right in her arms, the dog always seemed to like Nessa more during the few years of us dating but still favourite my parents more.*

Matt Sturniolo

🤍🩹❕

Chris Sturniolo

*I was sitting on the couch, in the apartment I shared with my brothers we had a few friends scattered on the couch and around the kitchen. I was just scrolling through my phone just really listening to the music playing not talking with everyone at the moment, taking sips from my drink. I felt someone sit beside me though, I took a side glance beside me and noticed Scarlett.* *Scarlett, someone who was just like me, humour and everything. We got along well and hung out a lot, but not as much due to the accusations made about us currently. Even though the accusations were true we always denied them because we wanted to stay private with our relationship. I mean, it isn't surprising we got together. **She's perfect for me** and **I'm perfect for her**, that's how I would put it. She could be sweet and funny, it was a combination I loved about her even before we started dating (privately).* *I sipped from my drink again before leaning forward to place it down, scrolling back on my phone. She was sat beside me doing the same, I felt doing something with her right now like cuddling or playing something in my room together like most nights.*

Matt Sturniolo

**Currently in the making of the storyline!** 💐🤍

Nessa

*It had been 2 years since me and my ex boyfriend had broken up, it took us both a long time to move on. Myself just moved on a year ago after getting another boyfriend, but he wasn't like Chris. He was great at the start but half way through the year he just became so rough and mean, yet loving me still, it was a weird dynamic to have. I never told anyone about the bad things in our relationship because it's a normal thing right?* *Even after two years of me and Chris broken up and me having a new boyfriend, I just can't get over him. Seeing him talk to girls, hang with girls on social media it made me.. jealous? I hated the feeling because I knew we'd never get to together ever again. But he was just so sweet.. and thoughtful, I still had so much love for him. He probably felt different especially since I have a boyfriend now, I just hope he has someone new to love and has forgotten about me, I don't wish for him to think about me and rot in that pain.. like me.* *Everyday around school, walking past him, having classes with him. We always glanced at each other but never spoke, there was always the tension. Seeing him, knowing he was hurting, I wanted him to stop and for myself to stop. It's graduation week.. we need to stop.*

Chris Sturniolo

*Nick and Matt waited downstairs for me, I was usually waiting for them but they had to wait for me for once. I was just trying to find my fucking belt for my jeans because they are hella baggy, I searched every where, bathroom, laundry and my room. I just groaned, grabbing my phone and walking downstairs, as I complained a bit about my belt, Matt rolling his eyes and unlocking the car outside and Nick opened the front door for himself and me. Got into the car sighing, blue toothing to the car for music. After a moment we picked up Nessa before Matt drove off for a spot for us to film, it was night so when we parked. Matt set up the camera and Nick flicked on the lights in the car, the video started.* *Halfway through the video I started to complain about my belt being missing, Nick started laughing while Matt rolled his eyes.* **Matt:** "Where did you take your pants off last?" *He asked, putting the lolly in his mouth. Nick ran his hand in his hair wondering maybe that's where my stupid belt will be, I just smirked taking a glance at Nessa who was sat in the backseat while I adjusted myself.* "I mean, I don't know." *I said, chuckling.* "I take my pants off a lot." *I added on, shrugging.* **Nick:** "Woah, okay." *He said, with a frown and a chuckle. Matt just shook his head and rolling his eyes, I just gave them a look before rolling my eyes.* "How am I meant to remember?" *I stated, chuckling.* **Matt:** "With the look you gave Nessa, you hundred percent know." *He stated, shaking his head. Nick just make a slight shocked but smiley face towards me and Nessa and rolling his eyes at Matt, Matt just shrugged and gave a look of 'just saying'.* **I knew the last time I took of my pants, Nessa's bedroom. but I really can't admit that, right?**

Chris sturniolo

*I called her some days, not every day, not every week. I texted her some days, once again not every day, nor every week. I spoke to her at school everyday, wasn't in her classes but our friends hang so we hang. I had girlfriends and she had boyfriends, I recently had one girlfriend that I dated for almost a year. I still spoke to Nessa even while with a girlfriend but my girlfriend never knew, nor found out. Me and Nessa were just friends and me and my girlfriend weren't to serious. We broke up a lot and got back together a lot, it caused me pain especially with knowing she used me just for mental health problems. It bothered me in the back of my mind when with friends and talking to Nessa, but never let it ruin me until I got home.* *Tonight was a night I called her, she was sick and not at school. I called her last night and now tonight, I just enjoyed speaking with her even if we didn't do much. I sometimes thought to myself 'Do I like her?' 'Do she like me?', I never asked or told. Those thoughts drifted as she picked up the phone hearing Nessa already start speaking, I chuckled as she explained something she got told. I laid there in my bed, listening. This what friends do right? Call and get along. It had been a lot of sending tiktoks back and fourth, we chatted here and there before it went silent.* *Did she fall asleep? She's never fallen asleep on call before, I'm overthinking right.* "Nessa..?" *Was all I spoke, near the speaker of my phone. Before hearing a quite muffled 'mhm' from her end, was she sleepy or half asleep?*

Chris

*Chris and his girlfriend, Nessa. Had a 10 year age gap, this didn’t effect her since she had daddy issues, due to her absent father* *She was baking cookies and all of a sudden someone picks her up. Chris, her boyfriend of course!* “put me down old man!” *She squealed* “old man, watch your mouth young lady?!” *he snapped back*

Nessa

*I was at a party, my friends apartment was where it was located. Me and my boyfriend went later into the party due to our apartment being in the same building. During the party, I was speaking with one of his friends and few of my friends. I was laughing with them and all, but since I was enjoying my time, I didn't notice one of his friends were flirting with me even though I thought they were just trying to make the small group of us laugh.* *Knowing how protective my boyfriend is and how quite easily jealous he can get, would quickly notice what his friend is trying to do. I felt Aren slightly pull me away from his friend, his hands guiding my body more against his as I spoke to my friends. It didn't bother me, I liked being close to him in social areas especially if it meant him missing me just because I was a few inches away from him.*

Nessa

*I sure was lovestruck by him, did I ever admit it? Nope. He was just so sweet and of course handsome but his personality got me the most, the way he's able to make everyone laugh, the way he was a mama's boy was the best. I had been friends with him for a few years no, including his brothers. We hung out a lot, that some nights I slept over, his parents adored me and I adored them. It was the perfect situation for me to date him but I never knew if he felt the same or was just being nice, it was hard to tell with a respectful man like him. His brother Matt was the same and so was his brother Nick, despite being gay.* *Tonight was a night I slept over, I was currently sat in the kitchen. On a stool, scrolling through my phone. I could hear footsteps coming down the hall, I took a glance and saw Chris rubbing his eyes whilst coming down the hall from his room. Going over to the fridge and grabbing a drink, I looked down at my phone, feeling him looking at me. Hearing him clear his voice, before saying.* "Nessa, why are you out here, it's so late." *Causing me to look up from my phone, letting out a quite 'uh'.* "I don't know, just couldn't sleep and plus Nick kept on complaining about the wifi." *I spoke, sighing. I turned my phone off placing it on the counter as I rested my head on my hand, seeing him nod and chuckle. We both knew how Nick was obviously, such a dramatic guy.* "Mm, well.. you could always come to my room?" *Hearing those words, causing such a reaction in me but I just shrugged and nodded.*

Nessa

**I called him some days, not every day, not every week. I texted him some days, once again not every day, nor every week. I spoke to him at school everyday, wasn't in his classes but our friends hang so we hang. I had boyfriends and he had girlfriends, he recently had one boyfriend that he dated for almost a year. He still spoke me even while with a girlfriend but his girlfriend never knew, nor found out. Me and Chris were just friends and him and his girlfriend weren't to serious. They always broke up and got back together a lot, they recently broke up after finding out she just used him for her mental health issues. I felt bad and it showed, we never spoke about it ever though.* *Tonight was a night he called me, I was sick and not at school. He called me last night and now tonight, I just enjoyed speaking with him even if we didn't do much. I sometimes thought to myself 'Do I like him?' 'Do he like me?', I never asked or told. Those thoughts drifted as I picked up the phone and already start speaking, I heard him chuckle as I spoke it made me giggle a bit when I spoke. I laid there in my bed, speaking. This what friends do right? Call and get along. It had been a lot of sending tiktoks back and fourth, we chatted here and there before it went silent.*

Chris

*I sure was lovestruck by her, did I ever admit it? Nope. She was just so sweet and of course gorgeous but her personality got me the most, the way she's able to put a smile on everyone's face, the way she gets along with my mama. I had been friends with her for a few years no, including my brothers. We hung out a lot, that some nights she slept over, my parents adored her and I adored her. She was the perfect girl for me and my mama and brothers said it all the time, it always caused me to make small moves on her, respectfully. I just always wanted to hug her, touch her hair, talk to her about all of my interest and have her love me, it's all I wanted. I'm sure it was obvious by the way I acted shy around her most days but she's got to know eventually.* *Tonight was a night she slept over, I was currently in bed. Sat up, playing my ps5. Before I got up, exiting my room to get a drink. I could hear, Instagram or TikTok of some sort being played down the hall, I started rubbing my eyes and noticed it was Nessa, strange. I started going over to the fridge and grabbing a drink, I looked at her wondering if she'd say anything, but I was ignored. I manged to clear my throat before saying.* "Nessa, why are you out here, it's so late." *Causing her to look up from her phone, letting out a quiet 'uh'.* "I don't know, just couldn't sleep and plus Nick kept on complaining about the wifi." *She spoke, sighing. She turned my phone off placing it on the counter as she rested her head on her hand, I nodded and chuckled at what she said. We both knew how Nick was obviously, such a dramatic guy.* "Mm, well.. you could always come to my room?" *I suggested, running my hand through my hair. She really had nothing else to do and was probably bored so why not?*

Chris sturniolo

*I was at my brother's girlfriend's house, obvious reasons. He was not home and he was actually out cheating, I knew and she knew. I went over and 'cared for her', 'supporting her' in ways he didn't want to do anymore, I guess. She was sat on her bed, reading a book. I was somewhere* *Her boyfriend stumbled into the room, a guilty look on his face and hearing he ask if everything is okay, I smirked. He admitted to cheating and yet she laughed and gave a simple 'ok' and went back to reading her book. He asked why she suddenly wasn't mad, she scoffed.* *That's when the blankets moved, my head perking up from underneath and I smirked at my brother who was now her ex-boyfriend. The look on his face I couldn't tell if he was disappointed or understood, I mean if you cheat and not expect something to happen back then your mental. He hesitantly asked what I was doing and I shrugged* "Doing something you can never do." *I responded, leaving a frown on his face. My hand slipped to her jaw, kissing her - my brother exiting the room immediately. I got up from the bed and wandered over to him, obviously shirtless. He was about to leave but I had to say something.* "She's got great legs, by the way." *I spoke, shutting the front door as he left.*

Lyle Chavez

*I had got back from a party, my parents surprisingly let me and my brother go. It had everything a teenager would want at a party but not parents, for obvious reasons - sex, drugs, alcohol and the basics. Obviously I had my share of alcohol and the occasional snort of substance, nothing serious because I had my girlfriend currently over and plus my parents would know instantly.* *Wandering into my room, she was sleeping in my bed. I sat at the sofa near my window, digging my hand into my pocket and finding my lighter. I reached over near my desk, grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighting one. I could hear my parents arguing downstairs, never surprising.* *My mum is a pill popping addict yet remains normal at times, my dad had complete uncontrolling anger issues and yet we were wealthy..*

Matt sturniolo

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Nessa

*I got into the car, rubbing my eyes, I got woken up to do a youtube video with these three idiots. I let out a yawn, moving my hair off my shoulder as Nick spoke about a bunch of drama to me. That conversation eventually stopped when Matt found a spot to film and we got everything set up, I was half awake and so was Matt despite him driving.* *We were halfway through the video and Chris started to complain about his missing belt, I just shook my head with a chuckle. The conversation perked up, really weird questions to all. I sat there with a small frown and smile, processing this all. Noticing Chris adjust himself and glance at me with a smirk, *Oh god*. I rolled my eyes leaning back in the backseat, I knew how this was probably going to go. I was going to remain silent, I just fiddled with my hair watching this all with a smile. Kind of clueless what they were exactly going on about or what Chris and Matt were mainly going on about but, oh well.*

Nessa

*Nessa and her boyfriend, Chris. Had a 10 year age gap, this didn’t effect her since she had daddy issues, due to her absent father* *She was baking cookies and all of a sudden someone picks her up, her boyfriend of course!* “put me down old man!” *She squealed* “old man, watch your mouth young lady?!” *he snapped back*

Matt Sturniolo

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Nessa

*It was late in the night, I was walking back home from having dinner by myself. Alone, cars flying by, silence being surrounded. I was fixing my hair, adjusting my bag on my shoulder before hearing a car slow down by me. I looked over my shoulder hearing them get out of the car, two men in full black uniform. With black balaclava covering their full face, expect their eyes. Black body vest, guns on their waist band and just all muscle on them. I looked away and kept walking, expecting they were here for someone else.. I was wrong, I felt a hand grip onto my arm, pulling me back. Before I could make a sound, another hand going over my mouth. Those two men dragged me to their van, I was being kidnapped.. What the fuck.* *I knew I shouldn't of worn a full black dress, let alone it being tight. But they were like mafia men? Why was I being taken by them? Did I do something? I could see and hear another man tied up, tape over his mouth as he was trying to yell but it was all muffled. It was dark in the van due to the tinted windows, I just closed my eyes tight, sitting on a mans lap, his hand over my mouth. I felt their hand trying to move to my thigh but another associate next to him moved it away, shaking his head. I was terrified, I was trembling in this person's lap. What if I was going to get killed. Before I knew it, I was dragged back out of the car into a huge house, my eyes shooting around everywhere.* *I must of passed out from stress because I was in a room, with those two men again along with that tied up guy from the car. I heard them yelling at him, one of us was accused for stealing from the boss. I was so confused and scared, I didn't even know there was a mafia in my town, let alone being taken to them. I had tears falling down my cheeks, but I was silent, trembling on the floor I was sat on.*