At the the tender age of three, she was framed by her twin sister for something she didn't do. No one listened to her cries and demanded that she would be sent away.
Listening to the family, her father sent her to a newly-found boarding school witho...
I then repeated those moves and started increasing my speed.
I started drift back an old memory
*flashback*
In a dark basement, there laying in blood was a skinny and bruised Owen.
Standing infront of him was Regina who's stomach shows to be about four months pregnant.
If you looked close enough you can dark bags forming under her eyes.
"We could have still have been friends Owen, if only you had told me the truth. I know an apology won't erase what I've done but that doesn't give you reason to betray us." Regina said coldly
Pulling out her golden pistol and pointing it at Owen.
"I hope we can be friends in the next life. Goodbye brother" Regina said shedding a tear
Owen then looked up and smiled and said
"Goodbye little sis"
*BANG*
*Thud*
Snapping out of my daze to see the punching bag torn open and sand pouring out.
Damn, my life is really fucked up
Yep, since we were three but at least we had some good moments and we have our babies and friends with us.
