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Left Without My Fair Share of Love
Left Without My Fair Share of Love
Author: Savory Oyster

Chapter 1

Author: Savory Oyster
"From now on, your number in this house is 6," Klara Sellers said, placing a new tray right in front of me.

To keep the three of us siblings from squabbling and fighting over possessions, our parents had taught us strict boundaries.

If something didn't belong to us, we weren't allowed to touch it. And to make sure everyone abided by the rule, they assigned a number to each family member, making it easy to label belongings.

"We'll rank by age: Robert is Number 1. I was Number 2. Calvin is Number 3. Evie is Number 4, and Vivian is Number 5," Klara had declared. "As parents, we are fair and just."

Young as I was, I had counted on my fingers and pointed out their mistakes.

"That's not right! I'm older than Evie, so I should be Number 4."

"Um, you're older, so you should accommodate your younger sister, right?"

I quietly wondered in my heart. "Calvin is older than me, so why doesn't he yield to me?"

The truth that I couldn't wrap my head around back then suddenly clicked today. The family numbering system was never just about boundaries. It was the ranking of everyone's importance in the family.

And now, I was ranked behind a dog. If I hadn't come home today, I wouldn't even have known my number had been reassigned.

"Here you go, Buster! Eat up your watermelon before some shameful glutton comes over to steal it from you!"

Evie Sellers brought over her puppy, casting a subtle side-eye at me.

Klara laughed with amusement. She pulled the remaining watermelon rinds out of the refrigerator, chopped them up into my tray, and handed them to me.

"Did you forget the family rules after being away at college for two years?" she scoffed. "This is yours. Why are you competing with Buster?"

"I just ate a slice from the center of the watermelon," I reasoned without taking the tray. "How is that stealing from him? Whatever has a person's number on it belongs to them. Then why can't the center of the watermelon ever be put in my tray?"

"The heart of the watermelon is only so big," Klara sulked, irritated by my questioning. "How could there be enough to go around for everyone?"

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  • Left Without My Fair Share of Love   Chapter 9

    For two whole months, I lived inside the laboratory.One day, Henry called to say he needed to see me. I glanced at my phone, only then realizing it was already September, and the new semester had begun.Walking into his office, he got straight to the point. "Your parents went to the university looking for you. They claimed you ran away from home over not getting a piece of watermelon heart and haven't been heard from in two months."They demanded the school administration track down where you went. They had gone to the police, but were turned away by confidentiality clauses in our research agreement, though I didn't mention it to you at the time."Now that they've caused a scene at school, I thought I should let you know. Would you like me to pass along a message to them?"Two months ago, when I met up with Henry at Mistolstone Airport, I had explained my family situation to him, stating clearly that I did not want any information released to my family.Now that my parents had b

  • Left Without My Fair Share of Love   Chapter 8

    Luther let out a sigh, then turned to Evie, who was cowering into silence."Who put the peanut butter on the cake?" he demanded. "Oh, I remember now. Right after Vivian received the cake, she came out to meet me."Said she was afraid of damaging the cake, so she didn't even open the box. She only snapped a picture of the box to show me."She told me that it was the first time anyone had ever bought her a birthday cake and that she treasured it deeply. Without ever opening the box, there's no way she could have smeared peanut butter on it."Evie's voice began to tremble with guilt. "I didn't, Luther. You have to believe me. Why would I lie and hurt myself?"Luther was unimpressed. "You don't lie? Then why did you lie about me sending the cake to you? I even unwittingly helped you carry out that lie."The truth is that I only asked you to help me pick out a cake that Vivian would like. You really are an expert liar. When you saw the cake in the fridge, you deliberately ruined it an

  • Left Without My Fair Share of Love   Chapter 7

    Luther still had his doubts. However, they quickly dissipated when Evie dragged him over to play video games with her. Throughout their days in Celestunport, Luther remained weighed down by heavy thoughts. He realized that whenever he sent messages to my phone number or messaging app, a big red exclamation mark popped up.Trying with Klara's, Robert's, Calvin's, or Evie's phones yielded the same result. At first, he assumed I had simply blocked them.It wasn't until he borrowed a passerby's phone to call my number and heard an automated recording stating the line was disconnected that he truly grasped the gravity of the situation.When he brought it up with my parents, they just brushed it off."Vivian's grown quite a temper lately. Once she comes back home, we'll give her a proper talking-to," Klara said, completely entitled.Over the years, I had put up with everything and endured it all.How could I cut ties with them over a slice of watermelon or a birthday cake? It didn'

  • Left Without My Fair Share of Love   Chapter 6

    I walked straight inside without answering them.I was headed to the Mistolstone Research Institution, thousands of miles away from home. There were no direct flights, so I had to take this flight to transfer to another city.My family would never find out where I was truly flying to, but my parents could sense that something was not right.For the first time in their lives, they looked panicky on my account. They tried to break past the gate to chase after me, only to be stopped by airport staff.All they could do was yell frantically at my receding figure."Vivian, where are you going? Taking a flight without telling your parents. Are you out of your mind?""Vivian, get back here right now!"...No matter how loudly they screamed, I didn't look back once.It wasn't until the plane rocketed into the clouds and the buildings on the ground shrank away that a tinge of melancholy set in.It felt just like the first time I had left for college. I didn't know if I would ever retur

  • Left Without My Fair Share of Love   Chapter 5

    Calvin turned to Luther. "So, was this cake meant for Vivian or for Evie?"Luther glanced at me, fuming with rage, and then at Evie, whose eyes were red from crying and looking terribly aggrieved.He let out a soft sigh. "It was meant for Evie. Alright, stop crying now."Evie immediately wiped away her tears and shot me a triumphant smile. She reached out, wrapping her arm around his, acting spoiled."Luther, you are the best!"Luther gave me a subtle look, as if telling me not to make a scene. Having gained the upper hand, Evie stood back as Klara immediately pointed a finger at me."Ever since you came back yesterday, you've been picking fights! And today, you even framed your own sister! I can't harbor a high-and-mighty princess like you in this house. Get the hell out!"Luther froze, having never expected a simple cake to ignite such chaos. He looked at me, full of apologies. Yet I only felt that the person I had once had a crush on had shattered today.I didn't feel a sing

  • Left Without My Fair Share of Love   Chapter 4

    I thought it was just someone playing a prank on me.But shortly after, a delivery guy arrived at the door with a beautifully packaged cake. The card tucked inside the box bore Luther Grant's name.Luther was the boy next door when I was little. He was also my childhood crush.When I was 16, Luther and his family moved abroad, and my quiet crush faded away without closure. Now, as I stared at that familiar name, my heart skipped a beat.Before I even had time to process my emotions, my fingers had already typed out and sent a reply.[Luther, thank you so much for the cake! Do you have time to meet up?]An affirmative reply came back almost instantly.In a chaotic rush, I slapped a label onto the cake box, crammed it into the refrigerator, darted out the front door, and hurried to our meeting spot.Luther was already waiting for me there. The moment I laid eyes on him, I froze in place.He had outgrown his teenage boyishness, yet his facial features remained unchanged. When he

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