Chapter 44 - Drama (1/2)
Charlus woke up immediately. He looked out the window. He had reached Los Angeles. He got up from his seat. He stretched and looked around. He saw the plane was pretty empty. He grabbed his bag and got off the plane. He immediately made his way to the baggage counter. He walked slowly.
It took him some time to get out of the airport. His necklace attracted a lot of attention, as did his earrings, but he did not think too much. An elephant does not see ants. Charlus took his two suitcases and left the airport and took a cab to the 'small apartment his dad had in Los Angeles'.
Charlus sighed when he saw the apartment. Charlus' mother was not lying when she said that his father owned an apartment. But she forgot to specify that he owned the entire apartment building. Charlus entered the huge apartment building. It was full except for one unit. This unit was reserved for Charlus. It was also the biggest unit - a 4 bedroom unit.
Charlus went to the unit. It was unlocked so he was able to enter easily, which made Charlus confused. He was planning to call his parents to ask where his keys were, but the unit was unlocked.
Charlus saw that the entire unit was well furnished, but also clean and well lit. He stepped forward when he heard a voice.
”Stop! I'm going to call the police!”
Charlus looked up. He saw a girl who looked around his age.
”You? Call the police? Why? What are you even doing here?”
”You are trespassing! Immediately exit this unit or I will call the police!”
Charlus was confused. He opened his phone and checked the address his mother sent him.
”11619 Bingham St. That's this building.”
He peered out to look at the number on the door.
”Unit 9. I don't think I'm at the wrong address. You, on the other hand, are. I'm afraid you are the one trespassing.”
The girl became angered.
”I am going to call the police now!”
Charlus saw the girl call someone.
”Mom! This man came into the house and he's not leaving. I'm going to call the cops. He's trespassing.”
Charlus sighed.
”Miss. I was told by my parents that they fucking own this place. Maybe if you could show some proof of ownership?”
”You show proof of ownership! Who are you to make demands after coming to our home?”
Charlus sighed.
”Fine.”
He left the unit and closed the door after him. He immediately called his mother.
”Mom. What was the address of the unit you said?”
”Did you already reach Los Angeles?”
”Mom. Please.”
”11619 Bingham St. Unit 9.”
”Where are the keys?”
”It should be unlocked. Your father left it unlocked.”
”Do you have any proof of ownership?”
”It's under your name. Why?”
”Can you give me a photo of the legal documents?”
”It will take some time. Okay?”
”Fine.”
Charlus sat to the side of the corridor in front of the door. A few minutes later the door opened slightly. The girl peered out and saw Charlus was still there. She immediately shut the door.