Luck wasn't on my side, it never is and never will be for a fortunate world I was all ways full of misfortune. which was ironic considering my name can mean luck or it was because of the situation my mother decided to name me which wasn't very original. My name is Clover, named after the 4 leafed clover my father found and gave to my mother after their first date. My parents where childhood best friend turned sweethearts which made me cringe on the idea of someone loving another person that much they decided to stick around when shit hit the fan. i have been on this world for 18 years and never have i had the chance of luck, at this point i have given up trying to achieve searching waiting for the little bit of luck i should have been and instead opened up to being someone with an ironic name, due to love sick teenagers that were given the freedom to do what they wanted, that will never in the slightest chance find any.

She never knew what love meant until them. They never knew what it felt like to have a home until she appeared. "What?" "You really look like an angel." "Oh he's far from it sweetheart." "For you vita mia, I will be anyone." "Go home." "We are home." He looks at me, at my soulless eyes. I have never been good at hiding my emotions. I wonder what he thinks, understanding that I feel empty and that it is not a mask.

Six years. That's how long I've been running-from this town, from the grief I left behind, and from the two boys who forgot about me. My stepbrother, Jason. Our best friend, Elijah. They were my everything, until they weren't. Now, a reluctant homecoming has me sleeping just down the hall from ghosts I never wanted to face again. But why does the boy who became my brother look at me with a strange possessiveness, while the best friend I once trusted watches me with a sad longing in his eyes? What is this new, unspoken truth that hangs between them, a bond forged in my absence that I can't begin to understand? In this house of twisted bonds, am I the one who can heal their fractured past, or am I the secret that will ruin their relationship?