Out Of Bounds

chapter 1

Chapter 1

Silence filled the room. The light from the sun setting filled the room. I lightly guided my pencil in a circular motion across my paper sketching drawing after drawing and found the perfect picture to stick up on my wall. To hang with the other pictures, pictures of detsruction, doom, death. The sketch perfected the piece i'd set up.

My birth name is Nathan but I prefer Nate. I am 14 years old and am living the life of any ordinary teen, if that meant living in a huge mansion in the middle of nowhere, away from everything. My mom is the famous model Roselita Greenwood wife of Lord Rupert Greenwood. I am home schooled, which my mother still hasn't registered is defined as actually learning at home. She keeps telling me that she'll find the time to teach me but we both know that's not happening. The only talent I have is art, but most people wouldn't necessarily call my drawings 'art work'. My house is surrounded by dirt and trees for miles. It is totally out-of-bounds. I've never been there and I never want to, it sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it.

"Honey! Nathan I'm going to work, bye." my mom screamed up the stairs.

"Your sitter will be here in 10 minutes or so." my dad told me

"I love you." my parents said in unison.

It's the same routine every day; my parents go off to work and leave me home alone with my baby sitter who leaves at the end of the night to never be seen again. Either they think I'm not worth it, or they are just freaked out by my 'bad habits' - which I may have exaggerated to get rid of them early. I came downstairs as soon as I had heard my parents close the door behind them, so that I could watch T.V.

Ding dong

I jumped up when I heard the door bell. As I walked toward the double doors I approximate how long it will take for the sitter to leave... I'll give it an hour or maybe 2. It was as if the doors had flung open themselves, the tall figure had walked in barging right past me.

"Hey!" I protest "watch it"

"Sorry dude, it's just so cold out today" the baby sitter turned around I was perplexed to find out it was a boy.

"What?!" I blurted out before thinking

"What? Never heard a guy apologize?" the sitter said teasing me

"I was just expecting... I thought you'd be a girl," I hung my head in embarrassment.

"And is been expecting to be babysitting a kid, guess we're both in for a shocker" the sitter replied

"Touché" I replied "I'm Nate, and you are?"

"Danny." he said.

I turned around showing no interest in our conversation, I slung myself on the couch taking up all the space in front of the plazma and turned the TV up to the loudest possible volume. I looked back to see Danny coming into the room after taking off his coat to reveal his red and blue checkered shirt. I see his lips move but his voice was over powered by the sound of sirens coming from the television. I looked back at the TV screen and ignored him.

The remote seemed to escape my hand in the blink of an eye as Danny took it from my grasp and turned off the TV.

"If you want to watch TV at that kind of volume go plug in some headphones."

I mimicked him and rolled my eyes. I stepped out of the room and grabbed my hoody from the coat rack.

"and where do you think you're going?" This ought to get on his nerves

"out," I said bluntly

"No your not, and even if you were to leave where'd you go?"

"What's it to you?" I said grabbing the door handle

"In case you haven't notice, I am your baby sitter,"

"That doesn't give you the power to stop me from leaving," I shot back

"You're right, it doesn't," Danny turned around and sat on the couch.

What the hell just happened? Well whatever happened I'm not gonna say no to a free pass to go out. I closed the door loudly behind me so he knew this wasn't some joke.

I kicked the dirt beneath my feet as I walked around the front porch. A distant howl echoed around me, I walked to the side of the house and sat down on the floor. The light from the moon shone down on the valley of trees scattered across the land, I thought about going there, for a split second, seeing what goes on beyond these gates, the things I'd come across. That fearelessness left my body before I could lift a finger. I grabbed a pebble and threw it as far as i could into the darkness and heard the sound of animals scattering off.

I started throwing pebble after pebdle in frustration. I don't kow why I was angry, maybe it was the fact that my parents didn't care enough about me to take me to school or maybe it was the fact that I hated being cut off from the world, I was like a rare being, only to be seen once in a lifetime, an unknown spec on Earth. I kicked the front gate open and ran down the street, I had no conscience of where I was going or what I was going to do, I just wanted to get away from all of this, I wanted to run away from life. I looked back at the house, I saw Danny's silouette walking to the dinning table with a drink in his hand, even he didn't care about me, and he's my baby sitter. An ominous gust of wind shook me back to reality. I realised it was pouring down now, I was drenched and the rain had seeped through my thin layers of clothes. I felt like crying or screaming, I was so angry at the world and there was nothing I could do about it.

A car was swerving down the road up ahead and for a reason beyond my knowledge I ran into the shadows of the trees and hid behind a nearby bush, the car drove off, the driver showing no signs of seeing me. I stood up and looked ahead of me and realised I could see the town from up here, the lights, the cars, the minature buildings. How I longed to be in the hustle and bustle of the town centre, the last time I'd been there was a few months ago a week or so before christmas where my parents took me ice skating. I slowly walked back to the house and let the rain soak into my trainers.

I climbed onto the trash can and pushed myself up onto the ledge of my window and snuck into the house. I took off my trainers near my cabinet and got dressed into a new pair of jeans and shirt

A few minutes later there was a knock on my door, Danny came in. when he looked at my pictures soon I'll be left alone to my sorrows looking out of the window to find Danny speeding off in his car or so I thought.

"I made lunch, you comin'." Danny said in a calm voice.

Why was he acting so... normal? "don't pretend like you can't see them" I said pointing towards my pictures.

Danny then just walked off.

"hey." I yelled speeding off after him.

He spun around so abruptly that it caused my heart to skip a beat.

"You wanna know why I'm not freaked out, huh?" Danny said in a stern voice "because I know why you're doing this, I know everything."

I sniggered at his attempt to read me. I braced myself for a psychological analysis of what little of my life Danny had seen

"Your alone, your lonely. You need someone to blame for your pain, you can't blame your parents because they're not around most of the time. Instead of writing in a diary you show your emotions through the pictures you draw; you take your anger out on your pencil and paper. Admit it, you feel deserted, misunderstood." when Danny had finished there was a moments silence.

I wanted so bad to mess with him and make him think he'd figured it all out. One thing he said was true, I did feel deserted but i'd become numb to the feeling. I began to laugh hysterically thinking about his failed attempt at being profound and meaningful. I didn't mean to come across as insensitive but I couldn't help it. Soon after I could hear Danny's laughter accompanying my own.