Forever Bound

Prologue

***This is my first time writting in the POV of a boy like, share and comment, anything you have to say is greately appreciated.****

Prologue

In Badica Hill there are no secrets. Have you ever heard of walls have ears? Well in Badica Hill trees have ears. A small  town of 200, on the outskirts of Ontario, completely evaded by trees. For a seventeen year old boy like me you can imagine what a hell hole it is to live in. Everybody knows who you are and if you don't fit their image of perfect you are out casted.

When I was four, my dad died and although the memories are vague, I remember my mom going crazy. She started to drink and smoke heavily. There were days when she'd forget me in the supermarket or forget to pick me up from school because she was passed out. When I turned ten she had sobered up and was acting like a mother, but by then people's minds were made up and there was no changing them.

Our family was the centre of book club gossip, they talked about behind closed doors, out in the open, practically everywhere. One time I was helping my mom load up the car with groceries when two women wheeled their carts past us."Three hours the poor boy's lips were turning blue," they didn't mention any names but it was obvious they were talking about me. My mom threw down the bags she had been holding into the trunk clenching her teeth.

They slandered my mom and pitied my brother and I, thinking our lives were horrible and unbearable. That is where they were wrong because unlike them we lived in reality, we didn't go around pretending we were happy all the time. When we were sad we showed it, when we were angry we showed it, we didn't cover it up with a showing of ultra white teeth.

My brother Jason especially was a ball of emotion, one minute he'd be totally happy, then the next fully enraged. He mostly took that anger out on me through either a beating or a string of insults. That is why the day he left for college was the happiest day of my life. I was free to live my life without fear, free to live without calculating every move I made in my own house. My brother wasn't blood to me, the only thing that connected us was looks and a last name, other than that he hated me and I hated him. For all I knew if it ever came to it and wolves were attackig us he would throw me to them in a heartbeat.