Rega looked at me again. But this time with a smile. An evil looking smile.
I tried to stand up but something heavy dragged me back down. I quickly looked down and saw chains around my arms and ankles.
"Rega! What have you done!?" I yelled trying to stand up again. I fell... Again.
Rega just looked at me. She pulled the clock back to her chest. The chains suddenly disappeared.
I quickly stood up.
"Rega! What is happening?! What have you done?! I screamed stomping over too her.
"Live chill." Rega finally answered. "It's not like your dead, your just a prisoner of the clock." She answered calmly.
"What?!" I screamed.
"I am the clock holder, since it was given to me. You are the goddess of the clock, meaning you protect me and the clock and you can't die." She answered excitedly.
"Rega. You said I was a prisoner to it." I said.
"We both are! That's how it changed our lives forever." She said with a huge smile.
"No Rega! Just no! How could you!!!!!!! " I screamed.
"Live I'm sorry!" Rega said getting up and putting the clock on her night stand. " but this is what is best! Chains said so."
"I don't give a bacon pancake about what chains said! He is a horrible role model! You need too dump his sorry butt!" I said sitting on my bed.
"Trust me. You will love it after you get used too it. Kay?" Rega said patting me on the shoulder. "Now pick up our room. It's really messy from when all of that happened, I'm going to call chains and invite him over for dinner." Rega said walking out of the room.
"Rega! Mom doesn't like chains either so I doubt she will say ok." I yelled at her.
"That's why I don't tell her!" Rega yelled back as she stomped down the stairs.
YOU ARE READING
Rega and Live
FantasyThis story is being told in the eyes of live. She is telling the story of her sister Rega. The family has had many ups and downs. Their relationship use to be so tight but something changed that.
