The curse from long ago(Fruk)

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"What if she is watching right now? Is it really brilliant to talk about this out loud?" Francis asked. I shrugged my shoulders and began putting all my things away.

"Wait.... So is that the answer?" Alfred looked at us annoyed. "Huh?..." I asked, confused. "You know "true loves kiss" like in the movies" he rolled his eyes. Matthew's eyes widened and he began to shake Alfred. "You idiot!!!! You figured it out!!!! That's why !!!!" Matthew cheered. I think the reason they were so invested was because they didn't want to get older than us.

Francis began to laugh at how silly the answer was. "I think this just showed me how stupid I actually was," I laughed. "Haven't the two of them kissed already, though?" Alfred asked, confused still.

"Hmmm you are right...... maybe it has to be the right mood.... That's why there were interruptions!!!" Matthew spoke proudly. He was so happy he solved this.

"Ahhh now I'm going to be thinking about this too much," Francis laughed nervously. He was right.... It was going to kill the mood sometimes. "Well!! How about you go on a date?" Alfred suggested.

I can't believe two thirteen-year-olds figured out something that Francis and I thought about for centuries. Maybe they are just smarter than I realized. People now are way smarter and their brains are probably different than Francis and mine.

I looked at Francis and felt a little nervous thinking about it. "I mean... is there harm in trying it? I don't think we've ever been on a date," Francis laughed. He was right... We had never been on a date before.

"What? Really? I swear... My dads are idiots" Alfred looked at us annoyed. I can't believe they were actually lecturing us like they were the older ones.

I smiled at them sweetly and began to mess up their hair. "We should all get some sleep; for now, we can talk more about it in the morning," Francis spoke.
"What?!!! But we want to see all your cool stuff!" Matthew whined. "You can tomorrow!! Just go to sleep for now..." I smiled at them.

They both began to groan, but they nodded at us sadly. "Can we sleep together, though... I'm a little scared from the story," Alfred said, holding Matthew. I nodded at them, and they both began to run away happy.

I breathed out deeply and looked to Francis, and began to help put away some of the stuff they took out. "So a date.....?" He said nervously. "Haha.... We are seven hundred years old, yet we still get nervous like we are children," I laughed at him.

"I'm more worried that it might be forced and it won't work...."
"You are right.... But.....we have all the time to make it happen," I smiled at him. I took a seat on one of the chairs, and he sat beside me. Francis grabbed my hand and held it softly.

"Let's go on a date tomorrow," he suggested.
"And do what?" I asked, confused.
"Maybe go for a stroll? Dinner maybe? Anything... as long as I'm with you," he smiled. Last night... when I was about to kiss him... I wonder if that moment would have been perfect for breaking this spell.

"Alright! I'll go on a date with you...."
"Really?"
"Yeah... we should try it... plus, I think it could be really fun," I laughed. He smiled at me, and he began to reach his hand toward my face. "You've got some blood on you," he spoke, wiping the blood off of me with his fingers.

"We should go to sleep... Do you mind sleeping with me tonight?" I asked. I, too, was also spooked by this conversation we had. Francis nodded at me, and we both began to leave the room.

When we both got to the bedroom, we both got into my bed slowly, and I felt shaky for some reason. This is also the first time we will sleep beside each other. "Weirdly, only a kiss would do the trick," he laughed.

"Yeah... I know but..... I mean these are all just theories. We won't know for sure unless we try," I whispered to him. Francis began to hold me closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around me. "Too bad it wasn't something else," he started. "Like what? Intercourse? You are such an idiot," I laughed, turning away from him. His hand began to trace down my back, and I got shivers. "Boop boop.." he laughed, slapping my butt.

"Go to sleep!" I said, annoyed. Francis pulled me closer to him, and I felt how his facial hair felt against the bare skin on my back. He rested his cheek on me and slowly kissed up my spin, all the way to my neck, then kissed my cheek and forehead. "What is up with you?" I laughed.

"I'm just happy.... We are technically soul mates, you know?" He smiled against my skin. "Hmmm... I guess you are technically right....." I whispered. I wonder what our past lives were like. Were we happy? Did we know each other then? What kinds of things did we go through?

Now that I think about it, if we were to have died when we were supposed to, maybe our souls would have met again. Maybe we would still have Matthew and Alfred. Maybe we will live our future lives like this. It was confusing what I was thinking, but I think that he might be right about being soulmates. We've always found each other at some point... Now here we are again after a long time.

Even if we continued to live forever, he is right by being able to be with each other. I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world. I was definitely in love with him... and I knew he loved me too.... But why couldn't that be enough?