The Lucky Clover

The Lucky Clover

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Luck. Everybody has at least a tiny but of it. Crushes. Everyone's had one. Junk Food. No one can live without it. Why is it that Clove has only experienced one of these three things? She's been good all her life (except for stealing chips from a kids hand) but it was once. It doesn't count, right? Apparently it does. After that incident Clove has a close call with one of the largest and dangerous gangs in Oregon. Police show up just in time, but it isn't luck seeing as to how she finds out one of the men have escaped custody and is just waiting for her to make a wrong move. Which for Clove is not very rare. Oh and let's not forget to mention how a police man has been following her around and bothering her since day one of this incident
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She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

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