Something no one asked for

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by ImWeridOk

by ImWeridOk

(let's say the states are in high school ok- and Rhode gets bullied a lot for being smaller than just about everyone in the school. But The states usually help him out-)

Third-person Pov:

Rhode island's fist pounds against the locker door. "HELP PLEASE!!! ANYONE!!" Has he stuck in a locker again? Yes. Is this the fifth time this week? Yes. Is it only Monday? Yes. The poor boy is always shoved around by the football team. "HELP!!" Rhode has always hated tight spaces for child trauma reasons. But it's also really a weird feeling. "Rhode? Is that you??" Texas asks placing his hand on his vibrating locker. "TEXAS THANK GOD GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

"Fine fine." Texas opens his locked Rhode falling into his arms. "THANK YOU!!" Rhode let go of him stretching.
"Stop yelling short man."
"oh yeah- wait the fuck did you say to me?!"

Texas snickered patting his head. "Short man~"

"I will bite you mother fucker..."

+Time skip+

Rhode's POV:

"Well if it isn't our little football~," An all too familiar voice remarks behind me. "Good to see you too Jackson..." He puts his arm around my waist. Lifting me off the oh so comfortable ground. "HEY PUT ME DOWN!!"

"Anyone down for a game of catch?" His team cheered. No, no-no-no. NOT THIS TIME!! I sink my teeth into his arm blood oozing out the bite. "OW OHH YOU BITCH!!" He dropped me and I ran, as fast as I fucking can. THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!?! I AIN'T NO DAMN SUPERHERO!?! Wait are they- YEP STILL BEHIND ME KEEP FUCKING RUNNING YA IDIOT!!! My mouth tastes awful-

"TEXAS!!! CALI!! ALASKA!! SOMEONE FUCKING HELP ME!!" I jumped over a few chairs and dart towards the schoolyard. That's where at least ONE state always is. "GET BACK HERE YA RAT!!!"

"SOMEONE HELP!!" Thank god im somehow faster than them, now I just gotta find someone willing to help me. Wait- why am I not-? "GOT YA!"

"SHIT!!"

Third-person POV again because it's fun:

Kyle caught the small state hanging him up by his shirt. "We were just going to throw you... Now we're going to ruin you..." Jackson said with a huge grin on his face. Rhode island's heart raced. "HELP HELP SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!!"

"TAPE HIS DAMN MOUTH MATTHEW!!"

Rhode kicked and moved as much as he could to keep his mouth away from that damn tape. "HELP SOMEONE ANYONE PLEASE HELP!!! ALABAMA!! IDAHO!! OKLAHOMA!!! DELAWARE!!! MARY!! GEORGIA!!! HELP PLEA-" Taped... "MMMH!!" Rhode Island kept squirming but stopped dead when he saw Jackson take out a pocket knife. "H-hey don't you think we're going a bit far...?" Whispered a terrified Kai. He never wanted to get in trouble with the cops. "SHUT THE FUCK UP KAI!! IM JUST GOING TO CUT HIM UP A BIT!! Like a piece of paper..."

Rhode Island felt hot tears roll down his cheeks as Jason grabbed his wrist. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!?! LET GO OF RHODE ISLAND BASTARD!!!" A pretty heavy Russian accent screamed. "MMMH! MMMHHH!" Alaska (has a pretty heavy Russian accent when angry btw-) tackled Jackson's knife flying out of hand. At this point, Rhode was crying tears of joy. "AHH FUCK!!" Kyle dropped Rhode Island. Oklahoma behind with his normal frying pan in his arms as he repeatedly hit Kyle. He took the tape off. "RHODE HUN ARE YA OK?!" Delaware wrapped his arms around him. "Y-yeah I-im fine..." He hugged back still in tears.

Alaska got off of Jackson who had gained a brand new black eye, broken nose, and a pretty messed up jaw. "You touch any of the states again.... I'll kill you myself. Do I make myself clear?" Jackson nodded repeatedly and ran away. Kyle on the other hand was out cold. "I DID A THING!" Oklahoma cheered. Doing a little dance on the taller man. "Rhode. You stay with me from now on. Ok? Because Jackson as stubborn as he is, will probably go something like this again..." Alaska growled.

"Ok... Thanks guys."

"Anytime bud!"