Chapter 3 – The two blonds

Ada knew exactly why she was going to John's place. The conversation wouldn't be one of the best, as her day: a very shitty day. But knowing that blond cop after her car stopped worked was something that saved her day. She didn't want to admit it, but she thought he was very handsome.

Ada left the taxi after the taxi parked in front of the building where John lives. She entered, she took the elevator and went to the 8th floor. She knocked the door with the number "804" and waited for John. He opened the door, but he didn't greet her romantically as he always does. He waited for her to come in. She passed through him and passed through a square mirror that was hanged on the side wall of the entrance door. She walked a little more and now she was in his living room. Ada sat on the couch and waited for John.

- You took so long. Did something happen? – John, a blond lighter than Leon, and with a larger fringe that goes to ear to ear. By far, you could notice he's one of these "goody two shoes" guys who wears sweater on a cold day, chambray instead of a normal t-shirt, and he wouldn't drink more than one bottle of beer in a party. John kind of looks like Leon, but Leon could be more mysterious and more sassy in certain aspects. Now, John sat on a different couch from Ada, a couch who was a little turned to face the television.

- My car kinda broke, but I already fixed it – Ada said without looking to John.

- Look, I'm sorry for that discussion we had yesterday at Michael's place. And I'm sorry for we didn't finish it yesterday, I had to work…

- I know that, John. So why don't we go back to where we stopped? For example, you could tell me why that friend of yours who calls to you anytime! In two and two hours! What is her name again?

- Ada, it's not like that… - John put his elbows on his thighs and covered his face with both hands. He passed his fingers on his face, from the middle to the sides, united both hands as anyone would do for praying. – I already told you that she doesn't call me all the time…

- Then why when I'm here she ALWAYS calls to you? And why do you always laugh on the phone? – Ada was with her arms crossed, her left leg was over her left leg. Her right leg was shaking uncontrollably. But she kind of calm.

- It's just a COINCIDENCE – John put so much emphasis on the word "coincidence" – When you're not here, neither my mom calls me!

- So I bring your telephone signal with me whenever I step here, John? – Ada was very calm, now she wasn't shaking her leg anymore.

- Ada, please… - John leaned his back on the couch and stared at the white ceiling. – She and I are just friends! – John's voice sounded desperation – You're just complaining of her because you don't have a man friend, only women, so you don't know well a boy…

- Don't call me stupid, John. And don't try do deny it or disguise this commentary by saying that you didn't call me stupid. I know very well when it's a regular boy and girl friendship and when it's more than that – Ada's voice was very serious.

- Okay, I'm sorry – John fell to his knees on the carpet that was between the two couches. He walked up on his knees until Ada's legs. He held Ada's right hand – Why don't we make it up and do what we do best, which is watch "Alien" or "Terminator" while we eat popcorn while cuddling?

- No, John. In Michael's place, you didn't answer me why you wanted me to be angrier with that situation. Why?

- Because… - John dropped Ada's hand – Because you never seem jealousy. You get angry, but you don't get jealously. And if Karol was in the party, probably you would leave without at least try to fight with her, I don't know.

- Maybe I would slap you on the face and I would broke up with you. What do you want, John? You want me to be a drama queen? To make a scene in front of you?

- No, I just want you to show jealousy as any normal girl would! I want you to complain with me in a different way, and not to ask me if I prefer her than you and everything be like that!

Ada stood up and walked to the other side of the room. John stood up and then he sat on the couch, where Ada was.

- John, I won't force you to anything. If you love this girl, if you don't love me anymore, what can I do? You want me to do a scene for you to choose me than her? Sorry, John, but the jealousy scenes you want are unnecessary. If you want a reason to choose me than her, then you don't need me after all.

- I love you, Ada! Don't say things like that! In my work, my computer's password is your name! I carre your picture in my wallet… I love you, but it seems you don't love me. I have doubts about your feelings. Sometimes, it seems like you don't care about me, about anything… If I were sure you love me, me and Karol wouldn't… - John stopped talking, realizing he had said too much.

- I don't want know anymore about anything, John. I think we are done. We should break up right now.

- Is that what you want? – John asked not believe in that.

- Yes, it will be better. And if you don't mind, I have more important things to do now – Ada walked to the door and stopped in front of the mirror, looking at John.

- Ok, then go. – John was dejected.

- Bye, John.

Ada opened the front door and left John's apartment.

Leon had managed to find a mechanic for Ada's car. One of the men used a car to pull Ada's car to the mechanic shop. They looked the car and fixed quickly the little intern problem. The cost Ada would have to pay was U$50. Leon could use the U$50 of his wallet or he could wait until Ada is back, so she would pay. She would have to come back anytime, because she had left her car key to a "stranger".

Leon decided to be more gentleman and paid the "bill". He thought it would be the closest thing of a polite and fair flirt on a girl who already has a boyfriend.

He left Ada's car in the mechanic shop and came back to the meeting point to wait for her. He leaned against a wall of a small building, crossed his arms and waited. A taxi appeared in a few minutes and parked in front of Leon. The Chinese woman paid the taxi driver and got out, heading toward Leon.

- Leon, where's my car? – She asked a little dejected.

- It's in nearby mechanic shop. Don't worry, your car is not gone for forever – Leon gave the key to Ada – By the way, I can't believe you gave your car key to a stranger to take care of your car.

- I assumed cops are always good guys – Ada smiled and forgot why she returned so upset from John's apartment.

Leon asked Ada to accompany him to the mechanic shop and explained to her how he found the place, and how the car was took to there. In the middle of the conversation, Leon asked:

- Just for curiosity, why didn't your boyfriend come along? – He tried to act normal, like if he was asking if she lives in the town or not.

- Because we broke up few minutes before. And I knew that this was about to happen.

- Sorry to heart that. How are you feeling right now?

- I'm fine. Actually, I think it was better for that had happened, but I prefer not to talk about it right now.

- Okay, I won't ask anything more. – Leon now was with his both hands inside his pockets, looking to his feet while walking.

They walked into the mechanic shop and Ada recognized her car in the first second she saw it. Leon spoke a little with one of the mechanics around who he already have talked before. Then, Ada asked how much she would have to pay, but one of the mechanics answered "your boyfriend already paid". Ada got a little shocked not because the mechanic had said "your boyfriend", but because Leon had payed. And Leon, on the other hand, felt so embarrassed for have being called "boyfriend" when it didn't pass more than 20 minutes that Ada was single again.

- Leon, why did you pay?

- I… I thought it would be the right thing to do. You looked annoyed when I saw you, you broke up with your boyfriend tonight… I think this is the least I can do.

Ada didn't answer, just observed the blue eyes of that guy.

- So… you are one of these guys who like to prove that chivalry exists even if it's in a odd of 1 in 50 guys? – she asked in a sarcastic tone, but seriously.

Leon laughed of the "joke" and said:

- No… I just try to do what is right in most of times.

- I owe you one, Leon. Tell me, where is the department you work?

Leon felt a heavy weight inside his body. He didn't expect that question at all.

- I work in the 25th precinct, in the East 20th street. Do you know?

- Yes.

Ada walked to her car, opened the door and said:

- Thank you, Leon. Stay alerted because… who knows when I will visit you in your work? – she got inside her car and closed the door.

Leon felt confused. For a while, he imagined Ada looking for him like Claire does with Chris all the time. He tried to get close to window of Ada's car, tried to collect the words in his brain and said:

- You're going to visit me? But for that, you would have to…

- Bye, Leon. See you around – Ada interrupted Leon and left him there, along with some mechanics who were finishing reading an old newspaper.

In a few seconds, Ada's car disappeared in the streets. Leon went to the sidewalk and walked to his home.

Arriving at home, he dropped the keys on a furniture next to the front door, a furniture just to have things dropped after you enter home. He walked to his couch, sat and rested his back and stretched his legs. Leon's father suddenly appeared, saw his son on the couch and said:

- You took so long this time. Did something happen?

- Incredibly, yes! – Leon closes his eyes and kept talking, but in a tone of laziness – I met a girl in the street… she was having a problem with her car. I tried to push the car, but it didn't work. She need to go to a certain place and she left her keys with me. I…

- She left her keys with you? – Leon's father was amazed and shocked, and interrupted him a little.

- Yes, she needed to do something important in this place. While she needed to go, I managed to fix her car in a mechanic shop and… I kinda payed for that. Luck of mine, the problem of the car was something very ridiculous, because if it was something worse, it would have costed more than U$1000 – now Leon was completely lying down on the couch, with the rest of his legs over the couch's arm, and his right arm was dropped over his forehead.

- And was she beautiful?

- Yes. Very beautiful. She was chinese, I guess, you know? I can't explain, but she was gorgeous.

- Did you get her number? – James was thrilled.

- No, father, she had a boyfriend. If I asked her number, I would be a completely idiot. But she said she would visit me in my work.

- Looks like someone will have troubles to focus on the work, huh – James laughed, walked the corridors of the apartment and went to his bedroom.