Three Thousand Miles To You(13)
“Adrian Black.” I say and a sudden flash of his face flashes through my head.
“I see.” Jessica says looking down at the floor.
“Do you know him?” I ask.
“No one really knows him.”
“But you have heard of him then?”
“Everyone in London has heard of him.”
“What’s the story with him?” I ask, trying not to push the subject.
“I met him a few months ago, I was waitressing at an event he was at and like everyone else I was mesmerized by his looks.”
“Yeah tell me about it.” I say with a little smile.
“Anyway to cut a long story short he came over to me and asked me to go for dinner with him and of course I said yes.”
“So you dated him?” I ask.
“Not really when we got to dinner everything started off fine. He poured me wine and we talked, he started to ask me about my life and what my values were unsure of what he was going on about I asked him to explain what he meant by that he began to smile and said.”
“Jessica I need to know, could you ever love someone who was bad? Someone who maybe came from the wrong side of things, caught a little offguard I said,”
“It all depends on the person I guess.”
“Yes but do you think that person could be me?”
“Unsure of what he was getting at and especially on a first date I looked at him and said.”
"Maybe"
“Tell me Jessica, have you had a boyfriend before?”
“Yes I have.”
“May I ask how many?”
“Around three,”
“I see,”
“He said looking down at the floor.”
“Jessica it’s been a lovely night and I really enjoyed getting to know you, but I don’t think we will ever be anything, I think it’s time I took you home now.”
“And without hesitation, he walked me to his car, when we arrived back at my house he drove away and I have never heard from him since.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“There is nothing to say he is just a strange bloke who I think knows exactly what he is looking for and I was just not it.”
“I guess there really is more to him than there seems?”
“Yes without a doubt, I feel the bloke has issues deep ones at that. Another thing that is weird he only goes out with girls that have blonde hair.”
“Really”
“He is in the local papers all the time here and never will you see him with a dark haired girl.” The ride comes full circle and I say to Jessica.
“Do you fancy going for a coffee?”
“Absolutely I was just going to say.”
We walk along the cold street and stumble upon a little cafe with union jacks all-round the windows.
“In here okay?” Jessica asks,
“Yes fine” I reply, we order two lattes and take our seats.
“I just have to run to loo I won’t be sec.”
“Sure.”
As I wait for Jessica to return I look round, the little cafe it is crowded with students sitting on their laptops and ipads no doubt studying. I cannot help but think about all the new information I have about Adrian Black. I cannot help but wonder what he is all about and what his story is, if I only knew.
Eight
I lay on my bed reflecting on the day’s events. I cannot help but feel obsessed with it all. I yearn for the city of London; I never in a million years would have expected to be as bonded with a city as I am. As for Jessica, I really feel like I have made a friend for life. We have already exchanged phone numbers and email addresses. We have even made plans to meet up tomorrow for a spot of shopping. It is now 10.30pm and I grab my phone and have a quick look through my emails. I see one that jumps straight out at me. I have an email from Marco, shocked by this as I have never had an email from him before and I do not even know how he has my email address. Therefore, with anticipation I open his email to read,
Alanna look what you are missing
I open the link in the email and its goes directly on to his Facebook, where he is standing on a beach with a brown-haired woman at each side of him, douche bag I think to myself, I start to compose a message back to him,
Hi, Marco looks like you are having fun, but please remember to pay your friends -they look like they need the cash maybe to buy themselves some class and anyway darling look what you are missing. I send him a picture of me and Jessica on the London eye I finish my email by saying,
Marco all jokes aside I hope you are having, nice time, and happy New Year.
I hit send and go back to my inbox. I have so many emails and so many people wondering why I am out of town, as if it is a big deal. I quickly type out a message and hit multiple people’s names so I can answer them all at once. There, job done hopefully the vultures of New York will stay quiet for few days more. I put my phone on the side table next to the bed I get under the covers and start to fall asleep.