Corruption of the Free {Book 1}

Florida School Shooting

{~I found the chance to update this story...~}

I slightly knocked on the door and the sobbing stopped. I heard faint talking and then shuffling noises.
"Florida? Is that you?" I asked softly. I heard sniffling and a faint "go away".
"Please, Florida, open the door."
I heard more shuffling, then quiet footsteps. The door creaked open, and showed a messy figure. It was Florida, his blonde hair was so messy, and his darker blue eyes stared at me. I could tell that he tried his best to clean himself. Because his eyes were still puffy, and his tears that were running down his cheeks hasn't exactly been fully wiped of.
"Y-Yes??"
I immediately pulled him in for a hug. I pulled him away and looked at him.
"Are you okay?"
We stood there silent, but then tears slowly rolled down his cheeks. He started shivering intensely. Then without another moment, he started to cry on my shoulder.
I rubbed his back and looked at him, he was a few inches shorter than me, but a bit taller than New York.
"I don't know! I started to hear screaming, and felt pain everywhere! It felt like bullets! Millions of bullets being shot into my chest! It hurts so much!"
He clenched onto my shirt and kept crying.
"I don't know why there's so many people screaming!!"
I looked down at him, "Maybe we should check on the news to see what's happening to your state. I was hearing and feeling the pain to. Then I will stay here and take care of you for a while alright?"
It took him for a while to answer, but he slowly nodded.
"O-Okay."
I dried his tears and kissed his forehead.
"Let's go to the living room."
We sat on the couch and he grabbed the remote. He turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. We made it to the News Channel, but didn't expect the result shown on the screen
There was a shooting at a school called StoneMan Douglas HighSchool.
At the shooting, at least 17 will killed during that time. They were able to catch the shooter, and his name was Nicholas Cruz. The report went on and on, it went through interviews, it told the story of Nicholas.
I started shaking, and then looked over at Florida. A stream of tears were running down his cheeks.
"17... D-dead..." He whispered, "High schoolers... Freshmens... dead..."
I came to him and rubbed his back. "It's alright, it wasn't your fault."
We continued to watch the report, and was able to tell the victims. They even caught the culprit. His name was Nicholas Cruz. They started rambling about him and telling his life story, which is something I didn't care about.
I grabbed the remote and turned of the TV.
"Florida, I will take care of you for the rest of the day, then I will take my leave. Is that alright with you?" I asked. He gave a slight nod.
"Did you eat anything yet?" I rubbed his back and kissed his forehead. He shook his head.
"Alright, I'll make you food alright. Then you'll tell me exactly what was happening."
I walked into the kitchen and opened the cabinets. There wasn't exactly much into the kitchen, but I found some instant noodles. I boiled some water and poured it into the cup. A grabbed some utensils from the drawer and came out.
I placed it on the center table and turned back at him. He hesitated a bit, but eventually started eating it.

After about 47 minutes, he finished explaining. I already told him my side of the story. I already started cheering him up, I talked to him about his attractions, and how much I was so eager to see him. He was really happy and appreciated everything. I kept repeating the names of those who died in my, and I was already feeling the grief, self harm, and suicide attempts people were trying. It definitely felt terrible, and Florida wasn't any better. I could tell that most of the other states are concerned and wish to see him, but I could tell that they can't because of there bosses. I changed my mind about visiting the other states this week. I'll do it some other time, but right now, Florida needs comforting. Of course the states wouldn't mind that, they understand the situation.
"So Florida, I decided to take care of you for the rest of this week, is that alright with you? I just wanted to make sure, but if you don't want that, of course I respect your privacy."
He looked up at me, "Of course I would like you to stay here."
I nodded and embraced him again, "Alright, I love you Flo."

{~Weeks later~}

It's already been a few weeks. It turns out that I stayed with him a bit longer than the rest of the week.
I already made it back home a few days ago, but I am still tired as hell. Tony asked me about Florida, because he also saw the News Report. I told him that Florida is doing better, and is already recovering. After I left, he told me that the other states came to visit him. Of course not all of them, because some were still busy. But his neighboring siblings did.
He told me through the phone that when he told them that I just left for the airport, they scolded theirselves for being late. I chuckled at that.
He passed the phone around and I was able to talk to some of his siblings.
The next world meeting is coming up, so I better get my presentation started. The next meeting will be held in Spain, the tomato country. Hoooorrrraaayyy.......
I forced myself to stand up from the couch and decided to get dressed. I didn't really feel like making dinner, so I had no choice but to eat out instead.
Unlike what the countries might think, I went to a formal restaurant. They might think that I am nothing but burgers and sodas. Those idiots.
Since the topic next meeting will discuss the problem with their country, I want to right a report on Florida and present it. Maybe for once they might think I'm not some hopeless and idiotic country. I for one, don't hate them. Well, some of them. The only countries I actually appreciate are the Nordics, Prussia, Romano, Belarus, Russia, Japan, and the Baltics. The rest are nothing to me. The states though, hate most of them. They think that all they pain we've all gone through was their fault. But what can I say, it was.
I ordered a light meal with water. It wasn't exactly much for me, but I didn't mind too much about it. Once I finished and payed, I walked down the beautiful streets of D.C.
After the next world meeting, who should I visit next exactly? Actually, I figure that it's too early to think of that. I'll think of that next time. I was already really stressed a few weeks back. Right now, I just want to marvel at how beautiful I am.
Wait... No! I am starting to act like France!!