With a career reaching its peak, Tavi should be the most excited person, but she's not. She's having trouble disciplining Addison, dealing with everyone else's happiness, and maintaining a healthy relationship with her mother. Not only that but it seems that her relationship isn't all what it seems, she knows theirs a thin line between love and respect and she trying to decipher which side of the line her relationship is on.   Misunderstood and misjudged, Trina has always had her fair share of enemies, but one enemy won't stop until Trina screws her head on straight or they blow her head off themselves. Unlike most, Trina could care less. She's trying to give her son the life she's never had while at the same time remaining the same sneaky, conniving, and spiteful person people like to label her as. She's just trying to make it in the cold world by being the coldest, despite who she has to run over to get to the end of the road. ...things will never be the same.

It was 1965 on a late fall night a family just came back from dinner when they were slaughtered by two twin boys who died in that same house on that same night. Some say that the place is haunted by the two twin boys. People have bought the house before but never made it out of the house, they were all murdered. In the present day, a new family moves in that very home with a 17 year old daughter Raven, 18 year old son August, and a 16 year old son Damien.. When the siblings become aware of the story behind their new house, they soon regret even liking the house. [Idk, I'm bad at descriptions. This is an inspired story, I got some of my ideas from American Horror Story: Murder House and Lost Girl, but I interpreted my own story into it.] Don't steal my shit.