THE CURSE

Hey...my name is Aiden Hale. I am 400 years old this year. Surprise right? *small laughs* Yeah, me too. I never expected that I will live for so long like that. Well, all of this happened because I have currently being punished *looks up the sky*... I am not sure for how long but I am tired with all of this. I have been living in miserable for so long. I know, I have everything here on Earth...cars, money, lands, houses and there are so much more that I lost count of them. But there was one thing that I have been looking for.... The thing that is priceless that can not even bought with anything. The thing that will released me from this sacred curse. The thing which is called the 'True Love'. I really hope this year I will find to break the curse. It was just I was so tired living alone like this. Oh I forgot, I do have another person who was serving for me after all this time but I was not sure for how many generations now. The Buchanan’s family is widely known as the rich family in Beverly Hill, LA since I asked them to manage all of my my properties. They are taking care all of it while I just sit back and relax, enjoying my boring life. Oh, the only grandson of the Buchanan’s family as known as the only heir of the family always hanging out around me. Yes, he is indeed a very spoil teenager and loves to spend the money over something useless. But he is like a brother to me and always there to keep me company eventhough he is kind of annoying sometimes. 《Flashback, Year 2000》 I was walking down at the alley when I saw a little chestnut hair girl was getting bullied by three other girls who were bigger than her. The little girl was crying with both of her knees wounded. I have no intention to help her at all, but my legs seemed not following my brain. They just can not move at all plus, I heard the voices too which were whispering me to help the young girl. I wondered why because this kind of thing never happened to me before. I then approached them along with a sigh and they seemed to stop from bullying the little chestnut hair girl as soon as they heard my heavy footsteps. But my eyes were both locking at those beautiful pair of violet eyes. The eyes that I have not seen for so long after that incident happened. Damn...I really missed her and guilty too. I should have save her in the first place or she might not....*sighs* "Yo!" I approached the three bullies with my left hand inside of my pants pocket. Those three 'ugly' girls seemed stunned with my sudden presence. Well of course they have to, because well...*flips hair*...I'm a handsome guy, you know. So they should have be stunned. "What do you want, nerdy guy?" 'Wait...did she just....what???' I was so surprised as heard one of the 'ugly' bullies asked me rudely like that. God, I just been humiliated by those...little kids. "Hello...uncle???" The other bullies snapped me out from my mind. "Get lost if you don't have anything to say...shh...shh..." So rude... Fine! They asked for it.... I took a step closer to the chestnut hair girl then turned my back to her so I could face the three 'ugly' bullies. They screamed in frightened as soon as took of my Tom Ford sunglasses. They even running out of the hallway while crying so hard, leaving me with the poor little chestnut hair girl. Well, it will give them nightmares...forever. I put my sunglasses on my right-chest side pocket then turned to check on the chestnut-hair girl's condition. She was about my waist height when she stood on her feet and I think maybe she was around 7 years old maybe. "Are you okay?" I crouched in front of the girl while checking on her condition whether she was hurt or not. "Are you hurt, somewhere?" "N-no..." her angelic's voice made me stunned a bit. Even her voice was so similar to her...and *gasps*. A weird images kept playing inside my head that I could not even truly understand it. And she was in there too....my bestfriend, I mean....I do not know. Should I call her my bestfriend eventhough I just let her died just like that 400 years ago? Wait.... What were all this things? This is from 400 years ago....this is the future. This young girl, is the reincarnation of my dear friend Mia! "S-sir, are you alright?" The angelic voice snapped me out of my mind. "Why are you crying?" "Huh...?" I wiped the warm liquids which came out from my eyes. "O-oh...it's just ummm....you reminded me of someone...*smiles weakly*." "Here..." the young girl handed me over her lavender handkerchief. "Take this...." I stared into her beautiful eyes which were the same as my old friend. "Thanks..." "I-I should be thank you, sir," she replied. "For saving me from the bullies." "O-oh...that, well, you were in trouble back then, so I think it was my job to protect you." I stood back on my feet while still holding the handkerchief. "Come, let me take you home." I offered her my right hand. However, she did not accept my offer and even just stared at my hanging hand without any words. "Hey, what's wrong?" I crouched back to check on her. "Are you okay?" "I don't have home...." the little girl started to cry that made me surprised much. "I-I live in the orphanage not far from here....and those bullies were living there, the same as me." I gently wiped her tears, "Please don't cry...I'm so sorry for you, little girl." "T-thank you, sir," she said in sobbed. "You're a very nice person..." "You're welcome," I smiled. "Come, let me take you back there. Don't worry. They will never bully you again, I guarantee that. Believe me." She nodded along with a small smile curved on her lips. I met with her guardian as soon as I sent her back to her orphanage and managed to ask about her background. I heard the whole of her families were killed in an accident last year and she was the only one who survived. Actually, they were not sure yet whether her little sister was alive or not since her body was not found after the incident. However they made a conclusion that she already dead because the accident was happened a year ago and never heard any news about her until then. I did hear about the Thompson before...the noble family that ever lived around this place. And I know it was not the accident but they were killed by the packed of wolves....I mean werewolves. Poor her, the last heir of Thompson... Mia Thompson. As for my sympathize, I left her a large amount of cheque for the orphanage and also made a special account for Mia for her future education. I really want to take a full responsibility for her since her family died because of my kind and I really do feel sorry for her. And this is the only thing, I should do in order to make sure she lives well and could pursuit her studies in future. Till we meet again, Mia Thompson. I'll wait for that time to come. To be continued....