One American Horror Story

Pilot (Prologue):

"With the lights out it's less dangerous-"

I cut off my alarm that was playing Nirvana's Smells like teen spirit. Another monday, another day full of idiots who I just want to kill. It's not so easy as just blasting their heads off, I guess those dreams are just meant to be kept in my head. As I blinked, trying to get my vision back,my grandmother, Constance knocked on my door of the house we'd had since I was young: The Murder House.

"Cheryl, are you up? It's a Monday dear." I looked at my door and shook my head in confusion, what the hell was her deal? Being nice and all? Total bullshit. I got up and began to pick out what to wear, it wasn't anything special, a pair of converse, skinnies and a baggy old sweater. The sweater was getting big on me but I decided to wear it anyhow. I grabbed my things and headed down to see a cooked meal on the table. She cooks now? Funny, real funny. I grabbed the piece of toast on the side and left. I wasn't hungry for food, I just wanted to punch a wall or something.

I walked into the school and up the stairs, quietly like I usually did, glaring at everyone to move out of my way. They got the message. I walk down to my locker and pull out the books I needed for the day and begin to walk along again, when I hear something even worse than the infanta in the basement of our house. The boys: Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn and Harry.

"Well look what I found lads, it's our little school grunge." Louis said in a sneering voice. I didn't say anything and just rolled my eyes at them. They all laughed in response and gathered around me. I sighed and said: "You know boys, this whole jaws approach doesn't scare me, in fact it's quite childish."

Zayn laughed loudly and said: "As if, it scares you out of your panties. Don't believe me? Then answer this: Why don't you look any of us in the eyes when it's time for your daily beating?" Yeah, these kids beat me daily, I had enough to deal with and honestly the more pain they caused me, the less I had to inflict on myself. Surprisingly, the need for more self harm was increasing but my sweaters and jeans covered that up.

"I'm not scared of anyone of you, I think you're all weak cock-suckers who really need their dicks to fall off so they can stop whoring around." With that, Niall pushed me up again a wall and slapped my face. Hard. The boys gathering around laughing as he did. I laughed and waited for the second throw. This one hurt but I didn't care. "I'm not scared of you, come on keep hitting me like the bitches you really are." My words only making him angrier, he punched me in the stomach, causing me to wheeze. Harry walked up to me as Niall kept me in place: "You're such a idiot sometimes love, usually if you want pain to stop you don't badger on." I could see the smirk forming on his face. It was disgusting. "Who said I wanted the pain to stop? You fuckers are just making it easier on me." I said with a laugh. He slapped me hard and I felt the blood somewhere but couldn't make out where. "You stupid slut, honestly, did daddy not teach you a thing?"

That hurt, punches I could deal with, but my daddy issues were something that I didn't want anyone to talk about. I kept my mouth shut and glared. I wanted to punch him so hard, just rip off this face here and now. I wanted to see the fear in each of their eyes as they begged for their lives. "Piss off, I've had enough shit to deal with, you're not worth my time. If you were smart you'd be paying attention to the books instead of beating my sorry ass everyday." I felt someone grab my wrist forcefully, it was Louis, he was about to twist it when my sleeve pulled down. Fuck. They all stopped and looked at the open and deep cuts, the last thing I wanted was for them to see that. They'd think I'm more weak than I really am.

"D-Did you.. do that?" Niall asked with his eyes glued to my arm. I didn't say anything when Liam screamed: "Answer him for christ's sakes!" I just pulled my arm back. The truth was out and it didn't matter at this point: "No, Freddy Kruger just comes up to me every now and then just to abuse me more than all of you do. Freaking idiots." I stood up and grabbed my bag that was scattered on the floor. I began to walk away as Harry shouted: "Slu- I mean Cheryl!" I turned back to him and shouted: "Just go away!"

I didn't care if the phrase only worked in the house whenever I saw the infanta, I wanted them to go away. I ran back down the stairs as I slammed the railing: "Screw it!" I yelled, pain seethed everywhere but I needed to get out of here, I knew Constance was out for the day so she just went home. As trudged inside, tired and overwhelmed with emotions. As much as she wanted to collapse onto the floor and die then and there she decided to go take it out on herself even more. Up to the bathroom Cheryl went, she grabbed her razor and began to open old scars, she watched the blood just fall onto the sink and felt as the cold air mixed with the warm blood coming out of her system.

"You're doing it wrong." She heard a voice behind her, her eyes widened as she turned to see a boy about seventeen, the grunge type and watched as he leaned against the door. "If you want to kill yourself cut vertically, they can't stitch that up." He added to his previous comment. "Who the fuck are you? What the hell are you even doing here?" Blunt? Yes, but Cheryl didn't care, here she was destroying every emotion she felt and some random kid walks in and messes it all up.

"If you're trying to kill yourself, you might want to lock the door." She said about to leave before I hastily said: "Why? There's no one home and there won't be for a while." He looked back and smirked, chuckling a bit. "What so funny asshole?" She asked now getting angrier. He held up his hands in defense and put on a innocent smile. "Someone must have had a real shitty day, and it hasn't even begun. What's so funny is that you just told a complete stranger that you were going to be home alone for who knows how long. Smart thinking hey?" I rolled my eyes and looked back to him.

"Could you just leave, I'm not in the mood to tolerate anyone's bullshit." I turned back to my razor and only got one cut in when he took it out of my hand. "Hey!" I shouted, he grabbed a tissue and began cleaning up all of the blood. For some reason, I didn't care whether he cleaned it up or not, as soon as he grabbed my wrist I felt calm, like I knew him and trusted him. He threw the razor in the trash as I motioned for it he pushed me out of the bathroom. The two of us were now in the main hallway, he pointed to my room and said: "Go to sleep, things will be better when you wake up Cheryl." He turned to walk away when I stopped him. "You know my name, how come I don't know yours?" Whoever he was, he confused me in every way. "That's a secret but just do what I say, take a nap and let your mind take a moment, I don't want to see that razor ever again." He said and walked down the stairs, letting himself out. For some strange reason I followed his orders, I should've called the cops or went downstairs to lock the door. I didn't, I proceeded to my room and fell asleep.

~several hours later~

I woke up to see the time. Six forty eight pm, not too bad. I got up from my bed, sitting on the edge of my bed as I heard the shriek of Constance: "Cheryl! Come down stairs sweet pea!" I rolled my eyes and got angrier, she never called me sweet pea unless we had visitors, I looked like hell but I decided to go downstairs to see what the crazy old bat wanted. "May I help yo-" I stopped half way down the stairs to see the face that I wanted to bash in. What the fuck is he doing here?

***Sorry it's short! Just trying to be a tease C; any who I hoped you liked the pilot for the story! I need everyone's help, who shall be the love interest for Cheryl: Niall or Harry? I'm leaning more towards Niall, but leave me some feedback! As you can see Cheryl is somewhat of a mixture of Tate and Violet but mostly Tate considering he's her father, oh and no she doesn't know who her father or mother is. No names, no nothing. I have a lot of plans but you guys gotta tell me what you wanna see or I'll take a vote myself okay? Love you all!