Soundtrack to the Heart

Mr. Brightside

Abuse warning TW 

"WHOA DC nice threads!"

Florida and New York turned around from their place on the couch to watch DC spin around in the kitchen of the Statehouse, showing off his brand new dress shirt and tie.

"Like 'em? It was Cartier." DC said with a soft smile. He adjusted his tie and smoothed down his shirt. "Bryan got it for me."

"Bryan's got some expensive taste." Utah muttered looking at the fed up and down.

"He likes to spoil me is all." DC said with a shrug. Florida and New York turned back around, sharing a look between them.

"It's because he smacked you a couple of days ago."

"NO Bryan I am SICK of this. You keep doing this OVER and OVER and expect me to take you BACK." DC screamed two weeks later in his office, pacing the floor. He tugged at his hair and shook his head at his boyfriend's weak response.

"This wasn't just a fluke Bryan! You fucking cheat on me all the time!" DC screamed. He shook his head, the tears already starting to fall.

"No we're done Bryan, I'm done with being hurt. FUCK. YOU." With that, DC threw his cellphone down, collapsing on the floor with his head in his hands. As he began to sob, he didn't notice Louisiana slowly making his way into his office. Silently, Louisiana sat down next to the fed and collected him in his arms, which DC gratefully leaned into as he sobbed. The two didn't say a word, Louisiana just let DC let all his emotion out as he pondered his next steps.

Two days later, DC was sporting a brand new watch at the states meeting and looking happy. He took Bryan back.

"I could just leave him y'know."

California looked up at DC who was drunker than anyone else in the living room at that very moment (and it was only he and California currently).

"After the first time he hit me, I should've just left." DC mumbled playing with his beer bottle.

"It's not your fault DC." California pointed out. DC smirked and picked up his beer bottle holding it up to the light.

"He's just....he's just good at getting me to come back." DC slurred taking a swig. "And I don't know how he does it."

"It's typical gaslighting behavior. He's making you feel like it's your fault when in reality he's the abuser." California explained, getting up and sitting on the edge of the couch. DC swallowed and chuckled.

"Yeah well, if I left, where would I go? All my stuff is at his apartment, it's embarrassing to move in with your sister at my age." DC pointed out.

"Rosie...." California whispered reaching out to touch DC's hand. DC smiled sadly at the nation state before yawning.

"Besides....no one else would want to date me. Who'd put up with me?" DC mumbled slowly falling asleep. California sighed and rubbed DC's hand, trying to fight off the urge to cry.

"I can think of five people." California whispered, a singular tear falling down his face.

"Texas stop it you can't." Florida hissed at his boyfriend who was hurriedly packing a bag in his bedroom.

"Fuck you yes I can." Texas yelled stuffing another shirt into said bag.

"IDC just said hospital, she didn't say who put him in there--"

"WE ALL KNOW WHO FUCKING DID, WE ALL HEARD THE CALL." Texas yelled, whirling around to face his boyfriend.

"Sha, we can't go all vigilante justice." Louisiana pointed out now.

"I'm going to Washington, and I'm dragging DC down here if it kills me." Texas hissed turning back around and continuing to pack his bag. Suddenly his bag was taken off his bag and New York hid it behind his back.

"We're not letting you do this." New York announced.

"Give me my bag now Yorkie!" Texas ordered.

"Bryan will kill you!" New York argued.

"Bryan will kill DC! Do you want that to happen?" Texas yelled.

"I still say my leaving him on Discovery Island is the best option." Florida announced.

"Sha, not now." Louisiana ordered.

"Do none of you care?" Texas yelled whirling around on his boyfriends. "You all know what's going to happen! Bryan's going to go to the hospital and apologize over and over to DC, probably buy him some gift, DC will forgive him as always and they'll get back together! I'm putting a stop to this cycle right now!"

"And Yorkie's right, if you intervene then he'll kill DC AND YOU." California yelled desperately. Texas panted before grabbing his hat and tossing it to the ground.

"I just want Dee to be safe..." Texas whimpered, dropping his tough-guy act and finally letting the tears fall. In an instant he was surrounded by hugs by his other three boyfriends, who all felt the same pain he did.

"We all do sha." Louisiana whispered ignoring the warm tears falling down his own cheeks. "We all do."

A few days later at the next meeting, DC was happily explaining to Vermont his new laptop while the main five all stared with a mixture of sadness and pure hate on their faces. Whatever was done had been brilliantly covered up since his stay in the hospital, although the main five noticed every flinch if DC only briefly moved his arm.

"You should've let me do it." Texas muttered as DC showed off the gaming capacities of the laptop and gleefully explained how his boyfriend helped him set it up.

None of the other main five disagreed with him.