Chapter 2: An Unimaginably Tragedy
"AHH!"
"No no no no this can't be happening!"
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE YOU IDIOTS DO SOMETHING!!!"
America fell to his knees. How could this have happened? How can things get this worse?
6 hours earlier
It has been 3 days since the debate and all the states were doing their own thing in America's house.
It was sunset and New York was doing his usually thing: Sitting on the fence watching the sun. Texas, who has been exhausted from the whole war, saw him sitting on the wood post and went up to him.
"Hey New York, what are you doing?"
New York automatically knew who it was.
"Nothing just watching the setting sun"
"Can I watch with you?"
"Um...sure"
New York was hesitant to have Texas next to him, he was part of the Confederacy after all, but he came to the unfortunate realization that he badly wanted company and since no one else would sit with him, it made it even more difficult to say no
"Thanks" Texas replied proceeding to climb onto the wooden fence.
After 15 minutes of absolute silence, New York broke it by speaking,
"I don't know why but just seeing the approaching darkness gives me an intoxicating feeling"
"Hmm" Texas replied. Although he was usually quiet Texas has a burning question he had to ask
"New York?" Texas asked whilst turning to his brother
"Yeah?" New York replied
Texas looked down and then back up at New York
"Do you think I'm still a good person?" Texas said with a saddening tone
That question was like a bullet to New York. Ever since Texas became apart of the family which started the whole Mexican-American War, he had always seem like the odd one out. However, through it all New York always helped him and get him used to things until he was eventually old enough to do stuff on his own.
New York's silence didn't go unnoticed and Texas, knowing New York pretty much gave him the answer, was starting to get off the fence.
"Thank you for your honesty, I'm going back now"
As Texas got off, tears began to stream out of his eyes.
"I still do"
Texas immediately looked up and turned around
"Huh?" Texas asked
New York got off the fence and started to get towards Texas
"I still think you are Texas" New York responded with a smile
Texas began to wipe his eyes and New York brought him in for a hug under the rising moon.
New Jersey was starving. He was heading to the kitchen to get a snack. Suddenly a huge smell filled the room. It smelled...delicious!
Holy shit is Delaware cooking? New Jersey thought and truth be told it's understandable. Delaware was the oldest since she was technically the first to become a state. Even though she was tall, black-haired, and very thin, she was an amazing cook. She proved her amazing skill by turning one of Britain's disgusting scones into a Caviar Dish. But Once he made it to the kitchen he was shocked. Alabama was cooking. New Jersey didn't want to talk to him, but his stomach forced him to swallow his pride.
However without even doing anything he had seem to give away his location.
"Hey New Jersey hungry?" Alabama said with a smile
"Hey, umm how didja know it was me?" New Jersey replied
"I could sense your ego from here" Alabama replied with a snicker
"Hardy har har" New Jersey said sarcastically laughing
"Anyways I made lunch" Alabama said "You would always come here to steal a snack, so I already knew it was you"
"Hahaha sure"
New Jersey sat in one of the chairs
"So here ya go!" Alabama replied bringing in a plate
New Jersey's mouth dropped
It was his favorite food, a Texas wiener and Disco fries. How did Alabama know this was his favorite?
Without even saying anything, New Jersey began stuffing his mouth, eating like a starved wolf.
Once his finished he took a huge sip of water, and just lied on the chair.
"Hey Alabama" New Jersey looked up at him, feeling a little guilty from 3 days ago at the debate
"I would just like to say sorry for the whole "making you guys clean up this mess" thing"
Alabama looked at him, surprised. Even before the Civil War, New Jersey wasn't the type for apologies, so he decided to mess with him in the way which was the best
"Oh no worries, I will gratefully grant you mercy"
New Jersey looked up and growled
"As if, I could beat your ass any day"
Alabama then got close to New Jersey's face "I'd like to see you try!"
The two stared at each other fiercely, than both broke down laughing.
The night came quicker than expected. As a reward for winning the Civil War America and the states went with Abraham Lincoln and his wife Mary Todd Lincoln to a play America had been wanting to see. The Male states wore their suits with blue ties, and the Female states wore their favorite matching dresses and red bows and America wore his suit with a white tie.
The play they were watching was "Our American Cousin" at Ford's theatre.
America sat next to Lincoln and his wife, and all the states sat in different balconies.
America looked around. The states that stayed with him and the once Confederate states were getting along again. New York and Texas were joking around. Virginia, and Delaware were crying at parts of the play, and Alabama and New Jersey fell asleep and were snoring loudly, even Massachusetts was enjoying himself.
This was the end of an era, America thought, the family was together again, his boss freed the blacks, I'm a country again. Nothing can go wrong!
BANG!!!!!!!!
America jumped at the sudden noise, and so did much of the audience. He then looked around and...saw him. John Wilkes Booth, a famous actor was holding a derringer at the back of his boss's head. Lincoln wasn't moving. He had slumped in his chair. At first America didn't move, his body numb, only hearing the screams of his people and the shouting. Soon though, he was filled with anger and hatred, a feeling he hadn't felt this strong since the revolution. America pounced onto the man, trying to take him down, but Booth was quicker and drew a dagger, stabbing America in his forearm. Booth ran for it, but New Jersey was on his tail.
"BASTARD!!" New Jersey shouted trying to catch him.
All the other states gathered around Lincoln feeling his pulse, and running to get a doctor.
"Dad! Are you okay!?" Massachusetts shouted helping America to his feet. America couldn't reply. He had just witnessed his boss, his president, his hero, get assassinated right in his eyes, and if he wasn't so careless, he would've stopped the man. At this time New Jersey came back.
"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, THE BASTARD GOT AWAY!!!!!!!!"
"No no no no this can't be happening!" Delaware yelled
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE YOU IDIOTS DO SOMETHING!!!!!"
America had no idea who that last one came from. His head was spinning. He had no idea what to do or how to respond.
"Get a doctor please!" Mary Lincoln was holding her husband's unconscious body screaming and crying, tears coming down like a waterfall.
America was on his knees near Lincoln, starting at his unconscious arm, not even focusing on his bleeding arm.
How could things go this way? Was this his fault?
How could he have let this happen? This had to be a dream. Any moment now he would wake up and everything will be as normal as it had been just days before. But no. This was real. His boss. The man who he admired. The man who had helped him get his states back. The man who made him feel like he was truly a country where everyone was free, blacks or whites, was lying dead in his chair, at a theatre watching a play America himself recommended to watch. It was his fault. But who was he one to be surprised? Everything was his fault.
"Boss" America thought "Please don't go, I don't know what I'm supposed to do now, please Mr. Lincoln don't go" America collapsed. The pain of his arm and in his heart were too much to bear. He has lost Washington and now, he had lost Lincoln.
What was next for his country? What was he to do now?
To be Continued