Face Down

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TW: Abuse and some descriptions of abuse

A few weeks later, the White House was receiving an unexpected delivery.

"I don't think Mrs. Trump ordered new towels." The security detail at the front of the White House announced, eyeing the delivery boys carefully.

"Sure she did! She put it in especially for Christmas." Florida announced wearing the fakest of fake mustaches and a delivery drivers outfit.

"Huh. I thought she hated Christmas." The detail muttered studying the clipboard. He shrugged and handed the clipboard back to Florida and stepped aside. "Kitchen is three halls down to the left."

"Thanks!" Florida said with a smile before hurrying off. The state went down the three halls as instructed, but as he got closer to the kitchens he took a sharp right turn down a semi-abandoned hallway and stopped.

"Okay we're good!" Florida announced opening the container and letting four other states tumble out.

"CHRISTMAS TOWELS? That was your best idea?" New York yelled.

"It was better than Cali's idea!" Florida pointed out.

"A year's supply of fake tan wasn't that unbelievable." California said rolling his eyes.

"Shas focus! We need to find DC and get to the bottom of this." Louisiana hissed. His four boyfriends quieted down as they hurried off, beginning their search for their missing lover. They ducked down hallways and looked in rooms, dodging secret service agents and interns as they searched high and low for their boyfriend. As they got closer to the Oval Office, they began hearing a lot of screaming and things being broken as they were thrown against walls.

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST FORCE THEM?" The states heard the president yell.

"I-I'm s-sorry...I-I-I can't...i-it was....f-fair...." Their ears perked up at the nervous speech of DC, who sounded like he was about to cry. They jumped as something else smashed.

"YOU'RE THE GOVERNMENT. MAKE THEM." The president ordered.

"N-No! T-The e-e-l-ec...." DC couldn't finish his sentence because he suddenly yelped, and the states heard something hit the floor.

"Oh hell no." Florida hissed, ready to run into the Oval Office but being stopped by Louisiana.

"USELESS. You're completely USELESS. I knew I should've gotten your sister to do this instead of you! You're a useless piece of the government! You'd have been better off getting Covid and DYING." The president yelled. The states jumped at another yelp, before ducking into a corner as the door was thrown open. DC was tossed out of the Oval Office, falling into a heap on the floor.

"AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL I GET THE ELECTION." The president screamed before slamming the door. The states watched, heart broken, as DC attempted to sit up, but was too weak and hurt to even stand. His clothes were all crumbled and dirty, his hair was a mess, and his boyfriends could see the bruises all over his hands, and face.

DC finally gave up on trying to sit up and just curled into himself, whimpering and beginning to cry.

"Useless.....I'm so....fucking useless...." DC cried.

"DC." DC's head shot up and he saw Florida, who was still trying to be held back by Louisiana, pop out of the shadows.

"Florida?" DC whispered attempting to stand but not being able to. Florida dashed over and helped DC up, pulling the shaky man on his feet.