I moved into murder house (ahs fem reader but do as you please)

Moving day

TW: slight mentions of self harm.

Y/N 

Today i was moving into my new home, i know all about the Harmon family tragedy and the murder,suicide that happened before that but i wasn't really put of buying it, most people probably would have walked out the front door to find a different place but it doesn't matter to me because wherever you go something has happened before you but i was also in love with the house as soon as i saw it on the internet i knew in my bones that, that was the place i wanted to be.

I get out of my car and take a couple seconds just to take in the beauty of my new home, i was truly in love with it.

I walk into my new and just start to stroll about, i text my mom to reassure her that i am okay and she doesnt need to worry about me, between her and my father she was most anxious about me moving my life across country but its what i wanted and she didnt want to get in the way of my happiness.

I go up the staircase and enter a spacious room with green and a tint of blue walls, the room has boxes everywhere and i as up against a wall, i walk over and fall onto my bed, i reach into a box and grab my razor blades because even tho i am happy here i still cant shake a constant feeling of emptiness, i roll up the sleeve of my cardigan and just as i got to my an incision i here a thud downstairs, i am slightly confused because i knew all the people taking the boxes into my house had left. I get up and cautiously walk down stairs, i walk into the living and see a girl standing there, the girl was wearing a dress that stopped just below her knee, it was a dark blue dress with yellow flowers on it she also had a yellow headband and yellow cardigan on and white shoes to pull it all together.

"hello?" i ask puzzled as to how she got into my house, she turned around and she said..

"you are going to die in here"

just before i could say anything i heard a woman's voice call out for who i am only assuming was the girl, i turned around and saw an older woman with blonde hair pulled into a classy up-do, the woman was wearing a floral dress that also stopped just below her knee, however when she walked in i dont think she noticed me stnding next to the wall.

"Jesus H Christ there you are Addy there you are" she said with a thick southern accent "oh well hello i didnt see you there, i gather you are the new owner." she said as a smile slowly creeped on her face.

"oh um yes i am, im sorry who are you and how did you get into my house?" i asked slightly taken aback as to how calm she was about just waltzing into a complete strangers home.

"oh im Constance Langdon, your neighbour from next door, and this is my daughter Adelaide, we came in through the back door it was open but Addy always finds a way in here, she is obsessed with this house"

Constance then tells her daughter to go back home and then casually walks over to my couch and sits down.

"so, you seem quite young to be moving in on your own, especially in this big old house, you got a boyfriend?" she asks looking genuinely interested.

"oh no i dont its just me-" but before i could finish my sentence she cuts me off "oooh well thats a shame, well who knows maybe youll meet a nice young chap soon" or lady, i thought to myself but i didnt wanna say anything about me being bisexual because one it wasnt really any of her business and i dont know were she stands on all that stuff.

Constance sighed then stood up and said "well i best be off, but it was lovely to meet you,"

"oh y/n" she gave a soft smile, "nice name, ba bye now".

That was strange, she seemed nice a little cookey but aren't we all i wonder what she meant by "shes obsessed with this house" but its probably just child-like curiosity i know it used to get the better of me when i was younger.

I start to unpack the boxes but it appeared i lost my sense of time as when i looked outside it was dark, i check the time and its 9pm, i start to realise thats im actually quite tired to i go up stairs and i go into my drawer and grab a silky black pj set, i know a bit fancy for me but they were so comfortable, i pulled off my cardigan and then slipped out my dress, i put the pjs on but i couldnt shake the feeling that someone was watching me.

i hope you enjoyed this part of the story 

i decided to keep Addy alive just because she deserved better and i love her.

~m