Chapter 15 - XV (1/2)
LIKE WHAT LAIA EXPECTED, THE ASSHAT WHO SEEMED TO HAVE AN UNLIMITED SUPPLY OF MONEY from his parents and was currently ruining her life just had to live on a huge and expensive-looking condominium complex in the heart of the city.
Laia rolls her eyes at all the extravagance. She might have dreams to be rich like everybody else but she'd rather settle down in a house away from the city's population and occasional disturbances.
And rats.
When Brie was finally able to find a parking spot as a car leaves, Laia then steps out of the car and looks around. Her eyes widened at the huge pool area and a dog park on top of that, where some of the presumed condo owners are, playing with their dogs.
Her friend stretches her arms but doesn't step out of her car. Looks like she won't be accompanying Laia.
”It's really nice here! But I heard it's really expensive,” Laia isn't interested. It's not like she has plans to buy a unit anytime soon. Not like she has money, too. ”Anyway, Sammy lives on the twentieth floor. The first room on the left,”
”You're not coming with me?” Laia asks, hoping her friend would stay.
Brie shakes her head. ”I'm going to go to Jake's house and make him talk to me.”
Sure, whatever. Laia rolls her eyes subtly but doesn't voice out her opinion about her friend's plan probably ending up with her boyfriend shutting the door immediately upon seeing her.
”Okay. Thanks.”
Brie nods and left. Laia wonders why did her friend even bother parking when she's going to leave immediately after. She dismisses such thoughts and proceeds to the elevator, silently hoping that Shane was already there.
From the silence behind the asshat's unit, Laia deduced that Shane probably didn't bother to come from how the asshat berated the PowerPoint she made because he's petty and arrogant.
Laia rolls her eyes. She knew that the chances of the asshat opening the door for her are low, but she would rather knock at least once to say to the group chat later that she did go to the asshat's condominium unit but he didn't let her in.
She knocks once. Twice. Thrice.
Okay, enough of this absurdity, Laia thinks as she grits her teeth in frustration. She can hear the television from inside and it's pretty obvious that the asshat was ignoring her on purpose.
A grin suddenly appears on the girl's lips as she comes up with an effective plan. She starts to knock again, this time louder than usual. The asshat still didn't open the door and Laia was delighted with that. She goes on to phase two of her plan.
Humiliating the asshat.
”You asshole! You told me you weren't married!” Laia screams out as loudly as she could. She even sobbed. ”I'm pregnant you, asshole! You promised to marry me and now you're hiding behind the door?!”
Laia continued sobbing as loud as she could to attract more attention. It's not like anyone in this complex knows her and she's never going back here anyway so she doesn't mind embarrassing herself in the process of humiliating the asshat as well.
One of the asshat's neighbors, a middle-aged woman, opened the door to her unit looking agitated. She was even holding a broom in her hand. Her eyes widened upon seeing Laia's messy hair and (fake) tears rolling across her cheeks. ”Let me teach that boy a lesson for you, dearie! I thought he was a kind boy, always helping me with my groceries! Who would have had thought?!”
The girl stepped back when the older woman started knocking aggressively on the asshat's door. The asshat still didn't open the door, and Laia starts her (phony) crying again.
More of the asshat's neighbors came outside of their units, all holding their weapons varying from spoons, forks, and one was even holding a food processor.
Laia might have had not thought her plan through enough.
Finally, the asshat opens the door wearing a towel. His hair was still wet and messy, and he was holding his phone in his hand. His eyes immediately widened at the whole fiasco behind his door, and upon seeing Laia behind all his neighbors, he grimaces.
The middle-aged woman from earlier hits the asshat with the broom she was holding. ”You! How could you do leave this woman knowing that she was pregnant?!”
The asshat almost choked. Laia hoped he did. ”W-what?”
One of the other neighbors nodded in agreement. He frowns at the asshat. ”How are you married when you look like a student?”
”Don't trust men! They might look young but they're already in their thirties!” A woman probably in her twenties screams from beside Laia.
Asshat raises both his hands in the air as if surrendering. ”Everyone, there has been a misunderstanding--”
”Definitely not! This young lady right here,” An old man points to Laia, who sheepishly grins. ”Has been crying in front of your unit for an hour!”
Laia's eyebrows raised in surprise. The old man exaggerated! She had only arrived twenty minutes ago and started honing her acting skills fifteen minutes ago!
The middle-aged woman seemed to agree with Laia's surprise. ”No, she hasn't you old fool! She had only been here for twenty minutes,” She turns to Laia, smiles, and turns back to the asshat to hit him again with the broom. ”Nevertheless, boys like you are the reason why men should not be trusted for their good looks!”
Asshat leans at the door of his unit and grins. ”You think I'm handsome, Mrs. Chen?”