I woke up the next day from a nightmare one that was so vivid and unexplainable that I actually thought it was real for a few seconds before my mind recognized that I was in my bedroom in my penthouse, alone with the morning sun shining through my window.
Fuck sakes I hate my morning already.
Rolling to the side of the bed I pushed the cover off of me not bothering to fold it as I would do most mornings, before staring over the city.
It stared back at me taunting me for things I couldn't change, things I wanted to but couldn't. I wouldn't change what I did last night and my dream had only made my resolution of not feeling guilty stronger. I was glad I stopped those guys and I hope that girl got home safely but at the same time I did feel slightly guilty about not at least making sure she got at least majoritively home.
If she saw you, she could've ruined your whole reputation.
My mind kept up with the chiding thoughts, refusing to let up about it to the point I practically felt like throwing myself out the window of my bedroom as I walked to the bathroom to have a shower.
As I stood under the water which felt like fire on my skin but despite not actually being a masochist it felt better then the cold sweats that fucking dream had caused me.
A part of me was actually almost tempted to get my security team to find that girl just so that I could provide her with something of an apology for not staying to make sure she got home.
Why the hell do you care Winters?
Shaking my head I shut off the water and got out.
You're going insane Adrian.
At this rate I probably was realizing I hadn't brushed my teeth I walked back to the shower and got my toothbrush while staring at myself in the mirror I could tell I looked different compared to how I did at the start of the year, I was getting stronger, and my facial features were sharpening compared to the soft ones I had when attending Rosenburg.
I probably wasn't even intimidating at fourteen even if I thought I was. Though I scared the school enough so I suppose it works.
Walking out of the bathroom after washing off my face I walked into the closet and looked around the collection of clothing attempting to decide what to wear.
Fuck it it's cold still.
Grabbing a pair of jeans and a pair of Jordan's I quickly put those on before finding a long sleeved ribbed shirt and a black biker jacket. I intended to show up to school looking like an asshole. I then pulled open a drawer before finding one of my more elegant watches and left the room to go find something for breakfast.
As I got to the bottom of the stairs I heard the elevator doors open before Nico emerged.
"I see you made it home" he says crossing the wooden flooring already fully dressed for the day which was a miracle because he would have had to get up at six on the dot to be ready and have driven here for eight.
"I needed it, also I feel better now in case you wanted to know" I say walking into the kitchen to make breakfast and coffee.
"Really I just wanted to know if you were safe, I care about that stuff".
"You know Nico" I say as my cup finishes filling with coffee, and I lift it to my lips to take a sip from it. "You are like a brother to me and at the end of the day I couldn't ask for much better, especially after all the bullshit I put you all through every day".
Nico shrugged as he leaned in the doorway.
"We may not be blood Adrian but I've always thought of you as a brother, so I will be here for you in a different way, even if you refuse to open up about anything".
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The Billionaire Darkness
Teen Fiction{Book #0.5 of The Winters Series} Adrian Leo Winters was many things, the heir to his parents multi trillion dollar empire, the son of the renowned Alexander Winters, but underneath he was cold, and sad, broken from years of being away from his sist...
