The Fairness I Never Got Novels & Stories

Seven years with Luke Bates, and he still can't remember that I have a seafood allergy. Yet he treats that faded lucky charm locket in his car like a sacred treasure. Inside lies a note that says, "May God bless that specific someone with top marks. If it works, I'll go vegan for three months." Luke calls it a prank by his high school buddy and tells me not to get jealous over nothing right before we register our marriage. I believe him, happily pouring my heart into planning our wedding. Then comes today. I accompany him back to his hometown for a banquet, only for a woman in a floral dress to burst through the door with tears pooling in her eyes. The elders pulled her over, their fac

My father, Richard Hayes, was the school principal, and my mother, Catherine Hayes, was the head of student affairs. They treated every student equally, earning a reputation as the fairest people in the school. Everyone, that is, except their own daughter, Madison Hayes. To avoid any appearance of favoritism, they refused to acknowledge me as their daughter at school. Even when I was bullied, they insisted it was my own fault. “Did they really bully you? We’ve never seen anything like that. “You can’t make false accusations just because we’re your parents. That wouldn’t be fair to the other students.” Then, one day, I was bullied right in front of them. In the end, I fell from an upp

My husband has never touched me since we got married. I told myself it was stress, work or a phase…But it wasn't. What it did to me, I didn't have a name for — until my body started making decisions my mind never agreed to. So I went looking for medical help. I found Dr. Horace Adams instead. One examination. One look from him. And I walked out of that hospital feeling like he'd seen straight through me … and enjoyed every second of it. I told myself I'd never see him again. Then I found out what my husband had really been doing behind closed doors. And the next morning, my new CEO walked into the office. It was him…I mean the doctor that had examined my body.

But also because I know what she's going to think when I tell her. So I turn my head to look back out of the window at someone I completely loathe without knowing. She's just a victim in all this and probably doesn't even know about me but I can't help but feel a very deep sense of hate when I look at her. The bright red color of her McDonald's uniform looks better on her than on her colleagues. I'm pretty sure the design was meant to hide any kind of sexiness but they fail miserably when it comes to her. She's a goddess. I stare at her for a while before saying,

Lee told me. I looked at him and chuckled weakly as I wiped the tears falling from my eyes. “When my boss told me life was never fair, I told him that it depends on the way you see it.” I spoke as I swallowed a big lump in my throat. “I have never ever once in my life felt that life is unfair.” Dr. Lee looked at me and offered me his handkerchief. He didn’t say a thing but he was standing there, waiting for my next words. He wasn’t doing anything but I know that he was willing to listen. That’s what he has been doing for the past three months.

the reporter questioned. “That is simple. The school suddenly gets the chance to feature their so-called project work in a reputed photo exhibition and the winner is none other than the girlfriend of the one who held the exhibition. Everything is crystal clear. I am telling you, it is not fair for the hard workers like us who have paved their own road and wade the path of hardship to success. She is insulting our work. I mean how could she? The one who is just in baby step gets to feature there?”

I said, trying to manage a smile. She replicated my smile on her face, her own being sadder than mine. " You are so young, but why do I feel like life has dealt you a lot more than you deserve?" She spoke softly, staring into my teary eyes. I laughed out loud, a dry humorless laughter. " Because life was never fair to me. I don't expect it to even realize just how bad it hurts me. Life is just unfair." I said shrugging. I quickly got up, clearing my throat as I walked back to the counter, picking up the keys and ushering her out with my eyes.

His laughter is hollow and lacks humor. "Are we now talking about being Fair? Alright, so tell me, dear Sister, what is fair? Whatever happened with us, is that fair? Everything we have been subjected to, is that fair? We are trying to find the pieces of our life after twenty years, is that fair? We are siblings and are supposed to grow up together, but today we are trying to get to know each other tentatively. Is that fair? I am a brother and I should be the person who should be protecting you. But someone else is trying to protect you from me. Is that fair? No, nothing is fair here. I want revenge. These people are responsible for our misery. They have to pay. It's your choice now, one, or

Her grip became tighter, her sharp nails digging into my skin before she roughly tossed my face aside. "But it doesn’t matter now!" She said smugly, stepping back. "My mother always told me, fairness isn’t given in this world. It’s taken, and that's exactly what I have done. I have taken all the colours in your world, and filled them into mine. You have nothing left now, and nobody by your side! Not even your so-called friends… they all left you, one by one… because they knew I would be more useful. I can give them favors, money, gifts, whatever they want… then why would anyone choose you over me?"

“Normal people are still mad. This is the only job I could get, and I only got it because Father Groban helped me out. After months of looking, nobody would hire me because they knew what I did. And they were right not to. I shouldn’t be able to just walk away from all that like it never happened. You shouldn’t look to Father Webber to understand how people react. You need to look at everyone else.” “I’m too busy looking at you.” And the kid leaned in again, slower this time, thankfully, but his intentions crystal clear.