Rain

by tilldeathfindsme

The Mercers receive another new arrival shortly after Jack. This strange girl has more secrets & a darker past than anyone is willing to imagine Even Mrs. Mercer might lose heart on this kid. M lang mostly

1. Chapter 1

Rain

This is a short one, but it's just the beginning

Chapter 1

Closet Noise

I thought today was going to be a good day.

"OPEN THE DOOR! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"

It rained; I like it when it rains.

"DON'T MAKE ME BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN! BECAUSE I WILL!"

I spent an hour sitting at the window tracing the raindrops' intricate patterns on the glass.

"THINK YOU CAN HIDE FROM ME? THINK I CAN'T GET YOU? I'M NOT STUPID! YOU HEAR ME? I KNOW YOU CAN, GIRL!"

The streetlight outside had cast a pale glow into the otherwise dark house. It made the water paths sparkle. If I hadn't spent so much time watching the rain, I probably could have gotten away.

The frequency of the pounding fists on the door increased until it became an extended, single crashing, like the thunder outside.

I was busy considering whether I should go watch the lightening from the porch as the rain picked up. I should have been watching the clock more closely.

"FUCK, CHANDLER!" The door shook as a heavy boot kicked at it from the other side. "DAMMIT! WHY DO YOU MAKE ME DO THIS HUH?"

It's Thursday. He always get off early on Thursdays and goes straight to the bar. Dammit, this was stupid.

The brass hinges rattled with the next smash.

The hall closet probably wasn't the best place to hide.

As the heavy footsteps forcefully marched down the hallway, the teenage girl leaned back into a large pile of jackets that hadn't seen the light of day in decades.

Closing her eyes, she tried to breathe and remain calm until a sudden thought struck her. She slid over toward the closet door and used the dim light shining under it to check the time on her watch.

9 o'clock…. Shit. Chris and Ashley are going to be here soon.

Suddenly, the thumping of boot-clad feet once again emerged from the darkness.

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

The sound grew louder and louder, closer and closer until it became all encompassing. It descended from the ceiling; it vibrated out of the walls and oozed from the cracks around the door.

Unconsciously, the girl gripped a nearby umbrella and began to gradually tighten her grip around it as the sounds filled her mind, blocking out anything else.

She barely heard the closet door break down. Only a single thought passed through her mind as she was dragged up from the floor.

Should have known better.