A/N Okay, so my first attempt at a American Horror Story fan fiction, reviews will help me improve, so if you don't review, I can't improve.
In this story, it won't be all fluffy romance, it may go slightly on the darker side, so don't like? Don't read. There will be Tate/Oc romance.
Tate will be possessive and dark, it might contain things that are on the dark side (I.e dominant/submissive relationship) . It's rated M for a reason!
It will have my own spin on the story, it may not follow the story line, it will go off into my own little spin, but it is fan fiction.
Brief description of Rose - She has blue eyes, dark bronze hair, (opposite to Violets brown eyes and blonde hair), around 5'3, curvy.
On with the story!
Rose sighed to herself, thinking about everything that had happened in the last few months, her dad, Ben had been caught cheating on her mum Vivien, which, if Rose was honest with herself she wasn't all that surprised, her parents seemed to fight more than they got along. She felt sorry for her younger sister, Violet, who was been forced to ride with their parents, due to the fact they had walked in on Violet cutting her wrist's.
Violet kept sending her pleading looks through the back window of their parents car, so Rose silently promised herself at the next stop, she'd persuade them to let Violet ride with her. They were rather close for sisters, after the long nights curling up together hearing their parents fight. They always kept it away from the girls, but the girls always knew, whether it be their mum's slightly bloodshot eyes, or their dad's forced smiles.
She noticed her dad signalling to turn the next gas station, and copied his motion, checking how much gas she had, deciding to fill up anyway, knowing her dad won't want to stop again until they got to the house.
After pulling up, she let Hallie, the families dog out of the back of her car and started filling the tank after her dad walked back out the station. Rose leaned back against her car, and stretched her arms out ready for her sister to slip into them, Violet wasn't one for hugging, but she knew Rose loved it, so she made do, although she'd never admit her sisters hugs always made her feel better.
"I'll talk to mum, see if I can get her to let you ride with me" Rose told her, her voice soft. Violet nodded, too tired to talk. "Get in the passenger seat, you look tired" Rose noticed, she knew that Violet was up late last night, not wanting the morning to come and trying to prolong the move.
Once Violet was in the car, Rose walked over to her mum, quickly persuading her it would be better for Violet to be in her car, so that she and their dad could talk things out. Her mum reluctantly agreed, knowing it would be better to do it when the girls couldn't hear.
It was another 5hours before they pulled up outside their potential home, Violet slept the whole way there, and Rose was glad to be left to her thoughts.
Rose followed her parents towards the front door, watching them greet Marcy, their estate agent, at the front door, but Rose was only half listening to what she was saying.
"It's a classic LA Victorian built somewhere in the 1920's by the Doctor to the stars at the time"
Rose put Hallie on the ground and grabbed Violets arm, "We're going have a look around" She told their parents, before running off, Violet in tow. They explored all the rooms, making jokes and giggling to each other. Rose was relieved to see Violet so relaxed and care free, and couldn't stop the grin from forming on her face. They got downstairs and walked to the kitchen, seeing their parents still talking away to Marcy. Their mum turned to them, "Girls will you go see where Hallie ran off to?" Getting nods in reply as they headed off to where the barking was coming from. They saw Hallie barking at a closed door, and as Rose reached down and picked her up, Violet opened the door, the girls shared a look before heading down the stairs, keeping close to each other. They had a look around, not seeing anything, but as they turned to head up the stairs, Rose felt a shiver go down her spine she shook it off and dragged Violet up the stairs just in time to hear that people had died in the house.
But Rose wasn't so sure that whatever had died in here, had actually left the house.
Tate watched the two young girls wonder around the house, he'd decided to check out the new victims of the house, but was pleasantly surprised when he found out the family had two teenagers. When he first heard, he'd thought of the fun he could have with them, but when he set his eyes on the small, curvy brunette he knew he had to have her.
He could tell by the way her cheeks reddened when she laughed she'd blush easily, the way she carried herself showed she had a naturally submissive nature and he just knew she'd be a virgin. Oh yes, Tate was going to have a lot of fun with his new play toy. He smirked wickedly to himself, before disappearing into the shadows to plan everything he wanted to do to his latest obsession.
A set of eyes watched Tate carefully, eyes widening in alarm at the silent claim he put on the eldest Harmon daughter. The women put a hand over her mouth in shock, this couldn't end well, Tate was very possessive and she knew if anyone got in the way of what he considered his, it would be deadly. She hurried to the house next door, pounding on the door urgently. She needed to send out a warning of Tate's claim, before someone tried to get in the way and it revealed the house secrets before the time was right.
The door finally opened, and trying to convey all the urgency she felt in her voice and expression, "Constance, we need to talk."
A/N - Let me know what you think!