The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter Eighty-Seven

Walking down the lawn hours later when the sun had risen to the half way point in the sky. Its warm gleaming rays shot through the air making it so all of us had to wear sunglasses as we carried things down to the Diamond Angel.

"Adrian what the hell is all this rope for?" Hunter asks holding up two coils of rope.

"Hunter, do you not have working eyes, look up," Nico muses as I shake my head.

How is half my friend group stupid?

"It's a fucking catamaran dipshit," I mutter walking up the gangplank as Hunter stares up at the sails of the boat.

"Oh," he says looking back down at the rope, though he had only ever been on motor yachts and not sailing yachts.

"Someone hit him for me," I call over my shoulder and a few seconds later I hear a thwack and laugh lightly and turn to look.

"How can a pool noodle hurt so much?" Hunter asks rubbing the back of his head while Riley stood nearby holding a pink foam noodle with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Physics Ambrose, something you should be good at," I reply moving to the storage lockers hidden in the decking of the boat.

"Fuck off," he mutters giving a look to Riley before he took his own noodle and hit Riley with it.

"I own the boat and the property it's docked at, so you can get off any time you want," I hum, heading up to the top deck where Nico had already gone. As the two idiots began to chase one another with fucking pool noodles.

I can't deal with them some days.

"Secure those noodles please, or I'm sending you two into the lake to go get them," I say watching as they began sword fighting with them.

"A fun day with the boys," Riley proclaims opening a cooler and pulling out a can and cracking it open.

"How can you drink those?" I mutter spotting the label on the beer can.

I wouldn't even touch the stuff because I thought it smelt disgusting so why would I drink anything that didn't smell appealing.

"It's not as bad as you think it is," he says taking another sip.

"I'll stick to my infused beverages," I say before backing the boat away from the pier out into the lake, while Nico leaned in the spot behind me looking for music for our boating trip and got Nico to take out one of the delabelled bottles which was how I marked that it was mine and no one was to touch it.

I had also done that because it was a regular soda and if my brain got cravings, I never could ensure what I was drinking was alcohol. It wasn't and I subliminally knew that but it was a way of causing sobriety to myself so it was working.

The wind also felt incredible. I felt free having it running through my dark hair messily rearranging it too not be rigid.

With my friends I didn't have the need to be so cryptic and unfeeling. I wasn't fully myself that was for full private discretion and came out on lonesome occasions or with Nico who was essentially like a brother to me.

Kate also saw it though I haven't seen my sister since last year and in general honesty I saw here once or twice a year.

I would admit I missed her and did what I could to be supportive and a good brother as she grew as a person. I wasn't her guardian either. I was family and there were many times I'd sent a squad of PPO's to go protect her for a week as an extra precaution, which she allowed me to do as her brother. Katelyn had always known that I'd do next to the impossible for the people I cared about.