All Chapters of When Rain Fell Unseen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

I lay on the cold floor, a steady, dull ache pulsing at the back of my skull. Warm blood slid down my neck and pooled beneath me, a dark puddle spreading across the tile.My father's voice boomed above everything. "Couldn't you be careful for once? Do you have to push her until she dies before you're satisfied?"The shout rattled inside my head. My ears rang, and the blood kept coming.On the sofa, my sister, Stella Somerset, had folded in on herself. She drew her knees to her chest. Her shoulders shook. Both hands clamped over her ears as she shrieked, sharp enough to sting, "She did it on purpose! She wants me dead! Make her go away! Go away!"My mother knelt in front of her and rubbed her back in slow circles. Her voice turned soft and sing-song. "It's okay, baby. It's okay. Mommy's here. The bad sister went away."I tried to push myself up. The room tilted hard to the left, then lurched back. Dizziness punched through me, and I collapsed again with my cheek against the floor.

Chapter 2

Another memory surfaced through the haze. Last month, several girls from school cornered me in a bathroom stall. They shoved the door closed behind me. One of them poured a bottle of cold water over my head.The shock stole my breath.Another girl twisted open a tube of lipstick and began drawing thick, ugly lines across my face, adding crooked circles around my eyes.One of them laughed. "Freak. Ugly bookworm."Their voices cut like glass."Your sister's the one with depression, right? That means you're crazy too.""Yeah. Your whole family's messed up. No wonder you walk around with that funeral face."They laughed until boredom took over and left me dripping in the stall.When I got home, my mother wrinkled her nose the moment I stepped through the door."What is that smell?" she said with a frown. "Go wash up. Stella is sensitive to odors."That was it. There were no questions or concern.I locked myself in my room and cried until my throat hurt.Later, my mother knocked

Chapter 3

In the family photo, I stood at the very edge, as if I had wandered into the frame by mistake. I looked like an outsider who did not belong.I drifted toward the window and watched the ambulance pull away, its blue and red lights flashing across the early morning streets.They still had not realized that I was dead.Back in my bedroom, my phone began to ring. I floated through the wall and saw the screen light up on my desk.The caller ID showed Homeroom Teacher Leslie Lynch. The phone rang until it switched to voicemail."Hello, this is Miss Lynch, Rainie's homeroom teacher. Rainie didn't come to school today and didn't request leave. Is she sick? Please contact the school as soon as possible."Sunlight slipped through the curtains and spread across my desk. My textbooks for today's classes sat there in neat stacks.After school, I had planned to buy the new art album released this week. Now I would never need it.My soul drifted without control and followed the direction my f

Chapter 4

My soul jolted. Someone finally noticed?My father staggered back into the hospital room. The phone slipped from his hand and struck the floor.My mother looked up. "What happened?""The police…" My father's lips trembled. "They said… They said a female body was found in our home."My mother froze. "What do you mean?""It's Rainie." His voice broke. His knees buckled, and he nearly collapsed. "They said she has been dead for at least three hours."My mother crumpled to the floor. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. My father fumbled for his phone again and dialed the landline at home.The call rang and rang. No one answered."We need to go back," he said in a hollow voice. "There must be some mistake…"In their panic, they even forgot my sister in the hospital room. They stumbled out and rushed toward the parking lot.…When they arrived home, yellow police tape stretched across the entrance. Several neighbors lingered nearby and whispered as they watched."Excuse us! Th

Chapter 5

[Today they locked me in a bathroom stall again. They said I was trash that no one wanted. I didn't fight back. I was afraid Stella might hear the noise and have another episode.][Dad yelled at me again today. He said I smashed the bowl on purpose to scare Stella. I really didn't mean to. Sometimes, I wish I were the one who was sick. Maybe then they would hug me too.]The last entry was dated yesterday. It contained only one short sentence.[I'm so tired. If one day I disappear, will anyone notice?]My father's knees hit the floor. The diary slipped from his hands. He hunched over, his shoulders caving in, like a hollow shell.My mother crawled over and picked up the notebook. She read only a single line before she completely broke down."What have we done?" My father's voice fell apart.The police officer watched the scene in silence. He then gave a quiet signal to a colleague."Mr. Somerset, you are suspected of negligent homicide. Please come with us," he said evenly.…

Chapter 6

The officer suddenly changed the subject."According to school records, your younger daughter was diagnosed with depression," he said, tapping the file. "But the condition was not considered severe. Why did your family treat it as if—""That's impossible!" my father burst out. "Stella's illness is very serious. The doctor said she could attempt suicide at any time. We have to monitor her emotions constantly."The officer slid another document across the table. "This is her most recent psychological evaluation."My father took the report with trembling hands."Her depression is currently stable under medication," the officer continued calmly. "In fact, her condition has improved significantly. What concerns us more is your older daughter."My father stared at the paper. When his eyes reached a particular line, his pupils shrank.[Condition stable. Recommend gradually reducing supervision.]"This report is from last week," the officer said quietly. "You and your wife never read i

Chapter 7

The officer took the bottle, and his expression grew more serious.A moment later, my father entered the interview room."Mr. Somerset, your daughter just made several statements about your older daughter. I need to verify a few things with you," the officer said.My father glanced at Stella. She rushed forward and threw herself into his arms."Dad, I'm scared," she cried. "Rainie, she…""What?" My father tightened his hold on her as confusion and worry crossed his face. "Stella, what are you saying?""Dad, Rainie has always bullied me." Her voice shook as she clung to him. "She acted nice in front of you and Mom, but deep down she wanted me dead."My father's face turned ghostly pale. "That can't be true. Rainie loved you…""She was pretending!" Stella sobbed harder. "When you weren't home, she would pinch me, hit me, and force me to take strange medicine. She said that if I ever told you, she would really kill me."My father looked down at the thin girl trembling in his arms

Chapter 8

A chill spread through me like ice water as I watched my sister perform. Her acting was flawless.Only then did I finally understand. The real illness was never her depression. It was the twisted thing inside her heart.She had lied from the very beginning. She manipulated, controlled, and fed on the attention, pity, and love my parents poured over her. And I had simply been the sacrifice that made it all possible.Discussion about me exploded online.A post appeared on a local forum.[So this is the truth! The older sister had been abusing her sick younger sister all along!]Replies multiplied quickly.[Unbelievable. She looked like such a well-behaved student.][Exactly. Turns out she was vicious behind the scenes.][I used to feel sorry for her. Guess she was just a wolf in sheep's clothing.][That poor little sister, bullied for years and too scared to say anything.][Serves her right for dying. Divine retribution.]…Stella sat in front of her computer and scrolled th

Chapter 9

The camera had been installed the year before as a basic anti-theft measure. By coincidence, its angle captured part of the living room.When the police retrieved the footage, everyone who watched it fell silent. The recording revealed everything with stark clarity.On the day I knocked over the glass of water, Stella did not collapse into an emotional breakdown as she had claimed. Instead, she froze for a moment. Then she cast a quick glance toward the living room, checking the position of the surveillance cameras.After confirming that the camera could not see that corner, she suddenly grabbed her head and began screaming. Her "episode" had been an act.But that was only the beginning. The footage also captured several earlier moments no one had ever seen before.While my parents were out of the house, Stella deliberately smashed a plate. She then picked up a shard and cut her own arm, creating the appearance that someone had attacked her.Later, she poured paint onto her own p

Chapter 10

"Since she hated me, then I hated her too!" Stella shouted. "Why is she allowed to hate me, but I cannot hate her?"Her voice rose, sharp and bitter. "I didn't kill her. She hit the corner of the table herself! What does that have to do with me?"My mother collapsed when she heard those words. She could not understand how the daughter who once clung to her arms and begged for comfort had become someone so cold, so devoid of humanity.…Stella was eventually sent to a juvenile correction facility. Even there, she showed no real regret. In her mind, the world still owed her something. She believed that everyone had wronged her.She began to turn her anger on everyone around her. She spread rumors that teachers at the facility abused students. She deliberately destroyed other children's belongings and then acted innocent. She even tried to hurt herself in hopes of attracting public attention and reviving the sympathy she had once commanded.But this time, no one believed her. Everyo

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