Oh, here I go again - walking the line killing time between my sins. Oh, why do I come here? The endings still the same, I'm bringing back old tears. I act like I don't know - where this road will go.
Vivien Harmon had spent the last four years sucluding herself into the room that was to be the nursery for her twins had she ever gotten around to decorating the room herself. However, the forces in the house that wanted to take her babies her their own - took it upon themselves to tidy up the room and decorate it accordingly. And, much like life Nora, Hayden, Patrick and Chad's plans of taking both babies didn't work out in any of their favors. Constance had managed to kidnapped Michael almost immediately after Hayden and three randoms had Ben hung from the chandelier in the front foyer. As much as the redhead had tried to co-exist in the house with the others, she couldn't do it - which only resulted her in walking away from her husband, their daughter and their new son who had unfortunately died shortly after birth. Looking back, Vivien had a lot to be bitter about - she had a brutal miscarriage all the way across the country in another state, her husband cheated on her with one of his students shortly after the miscarriage. Then in a desperate attempt to save their marriage and their family, Vivien reluctantly agreed to move across the country with her adulterous husband and their only child, Violet.
Vivien never had much hope that a new start or this particular house would be enough to savor the shattered pieces of not only her love for Ben but also, their crumbled family. But, Ben was optimistic and after several pathetic pleading attempts to get Vivien not to go to Florida and to instead to stay and move to LA with him, the redhead finally agreed. The little glimmer of hope that she saw in Ben's eyes when he talked about how amazing this new start was going to be for their family and for them as a couple - made Vivien sick to her stomach. A house wasn't going to fix them, moving across the country wasn't going to fix them. They could move all the way across the world but, the deep rooted issues within their shattered hearts would still be there. Running away wasn't good for them and wasn't a way to fix any one of the problems in their life. And, that theory proved true - as soon as they moved into the famous Murder House, unbeknown to them.
Pour me something stronger, pour me something straight. All these crooked voices make them go away. I can barely stand up, I can hardly breathe. Pour me something strong than me.
The redhead would had been lying if she said that she didn't think that the Murder House brought her and Ben closer together to some degree. Sure, it allowed them to break through the one year without sex barrier of their relationship. But, it also, allowed all of the Boston insecurities to come to the surface with no hope of ever going away. No matter how many times, Vivien would try to open up and let Ben back in again, this brick wall come up and she couldn't allow herself to do it. She couldn't let him in at all, couldn't trust him - no matter how much she wished she could..Vivien knew deep down that she would never fully be able to trust her husband again.
Here she was four years after her death and she was finally emerging with the rest of the trapped souls residing in hell because, hell was a rather appropriate way to describe what they were forever stuck in. Vivien had creeped out of the nursery upstairs and found herself wandering around the halls and various rooms of the house that she had poured her heart and soul into redecorating when she was alive. It had been a nice way to keep her mind off of her still tense and crumbling marriage and her fading teenage daughter who continued to seclude herself and pull away from both of her parents. Vivien's hand rolled down the dark hardwood of the banister as she decended down the stairs and heard two sets of voices. One voice was a voice she'd fallen immediately in love with over twenty years ago, and the other was a voice of one of her most hated Murder House resdients, causing the redhead to stop dead in her tracks and quickly rethink her choice for emerging from the safety of her hide out.
Sunrise hurts as much as you. You both come up when I don't want you too. Oh, I can still hear you say, that you and I both will be better off this way. These things that I run too - what I put my heart through.
Upon hearing Ben's voice, before Vivien could react and run as fast as she could back up the stairs and to the nursery. She found herself standing in the doorway of his office, watching him talk with Tate Langdon. The redhead's body tensed when she made her own presence known and Ben soon ordered Tate out of the room and he slowly made his way across the room towards her. After four years apart, Vivien had no idea just how much she had missed Ben, considering the last time they had been with each other - things were slightly better - but, their trust issues had followed them even in death. The softness of his touch - had sent chills through her body and all it took for her to cave was Ben telling her all of the reassuring things that they could make things work, and be happy and that more importantly that was all that he wanted. The irony of how Ben still had faith in the house to bring them back to each other shocked Vivien, considering the only thing the house had done for them as a couple and as a family was trap them there for all of eternity long before the problems themself had been worked out.
Was that a blessing? The fact that they were trapped in the house forever now and that's exactly how long they had to work on their relationship. The realization of the fact that there was no turning back at this point hit Vivien hard. She and Ben had been on the road to divorce and a lifetime of bitterness before her death which was soon followed by his own untimely death. The house had brought them back together and was allowing them either a lifetime bitterness and resentment towards each other or a lifetime of happiness and love, again. After a four year hiatus from her marriage and husband altogether, Vivien was hit with every heartwarming and heartbreaking memory the two shared with each other - hard on the heart. It was all enough to make her weak to the point that she was torn between the strong imense love that she harbored for the man she had spent her entire adult life with and shared children with and the deep longing to hate him with every fiber of her being for destroying their family and marriage - because, they were dealing with the aftermath of the lose of their baby son in two completely different ways instead of turning to each other - they had turned to someone and something else.
Could they find a way to push through all of the bad of their relationship and actually make it work this time around? Would they be willing to work at it for all of eternity or would they throw in the towel and just coexist in a depressing manner forever and choose to ignore the longing and strong desire they both had to be with each other, still. Could Ben and Vivien Harmon beat the odds of Murder House and be happy together? Or would the hurt in their hearts overtake them, forever?
Pour me something stronger, pour me something straight. All these crooked voices make them go away. I can barely stand up, I can hardly breathe - pour me something, stronger than me. Pour me something stronger, pour me something dark, pour it up so high til I can't feel my heart. I can barely stand up, I can hardly breathe - pour me something stronger than me.