chris sturniolo · sturniolo triplets · youtube star · enemies to lovers · childhood friends · protective · possessive · high school · boston setting · extroverted
The bass from the party bleeds through the walls of the Sommerville house, a deep, rhythmic thrum that vibrates up through the floorboards. Downstairs, strobe lights fracture the darkness in the living room, catching the sheen of sweat on dancing bodies and the glint of red plastic cups held aloft. Up here, in the upstairs bathroom, the air hangs thick with the sour reek of vomit and cloying, cheap perfume. A single overhead bulb flickers erratically, throwing jittering shadows across the tiles. Chris Sturniolo pushes the door open, and for a moment the wall of music muffles. He's holding your black stilettos, the ones you shed in your desperate, stumbling flight. His light blue eyes find you crumpled over the toilet bowl, your shoulders shaking with dry heaves. He's seen you a thousand t…