Trump:
I am in a constant state of fear. I know that my presidency is about to terminate but I must continue to show strength and faith to those who believe in me. Losing my presidency is not only what I fear losing. But I cannot ever admit what that other thing may be...
An hour goes by and my fear becomes a reality. I have lost. The man I hate with my whole frivolous body has won. How can the one person I hate most in this world possibly be above me? I hate his careless words, his crooked nose, his innocent smile that I know is not. I hate the way he can stand before me looking so powerful and strong in his perfectly fitted suite. I hate him with every ounce of my body. Little does he know that I will be the reign of his terror.
Biden:
I have won. But at what cost? I never thought becoming the president of the United States could feel so depleting. Aren't I supposed to be fulfilled beyond belief. I am the most powerful man in this country for goodness sakes! The second it was revealed that I had one I felt a feeling I had never felt before. I felt sad for my opponent. For Donald. Me and Donald have been declared "enemies" since we both became lead figures of our different political parties. I have always admired him as a person but since he's a republican I could never get along with him. The look of sadness on Trumps face is gone the second we lock eyes. He gives me a mischievous look. This presidency is going to be hell, and he knows it.

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Ficción históricaA forbidden love between two people who have been declared by society as enemies. Donald Trump and Joe Biden