Love & Justice

1

---Ro's POV---
I walked into my house only to see my boyfriend, Brad Simon's shoes and another girl's heels. My sister, Molly, walked in behind me.

"Who's here?" Molly asked.

"Nobody I know." I replied.

"Why do those shoes look familiar?" Molly asked. I examined the shoes. They looked like my friend, Colleen Ballinger's.

"These belong to Colleen." I stated. I suddenly heard a familiar giggle from mine and Brad's bedroom.

"Is that-" Molly asked.

"Colleen...." I mumbled. I ran up the stairs. Molly followed me. I burst into the bedroom to see Colleen and Brad naked in the bed.

"Rosanna!" Brad yelped. "You're home early!" I was furious. After all these years and Brad has been cheating on me?!

"How long has this been going on?" I questioned.

"Ro-" Colleen went to say.

"Tell me!" I thundered. Brad gulped.

"Three years...." Brad mumbled. I began to tear up. Molly, who was behind me, pulled me into a hug.

"Get out." Molly demanded. Brad and Colleen got dressed and left. I cried into Molly's shoulder.

"Why would he do this?" I cried.

"I don't know." Molly stated. Molly held me as I cried.

Later, after Molly and I burned the sheets, sat back, and I took out the wine. I sighed and poured myself a glass of wine.

"Am I not good enough?" I asked my little sister.

"You're more than 'good enough'," Molly replied. "You are the bomb." I smiled.

"Thanks." I stated.

"No problem," Molly stated. "You are my sister after all." My phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. It was my best friend, Justine Ezarik. I picked up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey," Justine stated. "I heard Brad cheated on you. Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Molly and I are burning my bed sheets. We aren't sure which ones they slept on, so we are burning them all."

"Even the ones I got you for Christmas?" Justine asked.

"I'm sorry." I stated. "Those were the ones I caught Brad and Colleen on." I heard someone gag on the other end of the phone.

"I wouldn't keep them either." A male voice stated. I didn't recognize him at all.

"Am I on speaker?" I asked. "Also, who is that?"

"Yes," Justine stated. "I did put you on speaker. And the guy you're hearing is my older brother, Jordan." I was extremely confused.

"You have a brother?" I asked. Justine sighed.

"Long story short," Justine stated. "I have an older half brother from my mom who was born five years before me. His biological father died, my father took him in as his son and Jordan has took on the Ezarik name."

"Oh," I stated. "I see."

"Yeah," Justine stated. "I don't talk about him often. He came for a visit from New York for a few weeks because somebody needs a vacation."

"I'll take a vacation when I retire." Jordan mumbled. Justine sighed.

"Your doctor said you're working yourself to death." Justine argued.

"But-" Jordan went to argue back.

"I gotta go Ro," Justine stated. "Love you."

"I love you too." I stated. Justine hung up. I looked at Molly.

"Are you okay?" Molly asked.

"No," I replied. "But hopefully I will be."

---Jordan's POV---
"Oh," The woman on the phone stated. "I see."

"Yeah," Justine stated. "I don't talk about him often. He came for a visit from New York for a few weeks because somebody needs a vacation." I looked at my little sister and raised my eyebrow.

"I'll take a vacation when I retire." I mumbled. Justine sighed.

"Your doctor said you're working yourself to death." Justine argued.

"But-" I went to argue back.

"I gotta go Ro," Justine stated. "Love you."

"I love you too." Rosanna stated. Justine hung up and looked at me. She put her hands on her hips.

"Jordan," Justine stated. "I am worried about you. You've become an extreme workaholic."

"I go home at the end of the day." I stated.

"You have twenty years worth of unused vacation time." Justine stated. I sighed.

"I just want to make my father proud." I stated.

"You do make dad proud." Justine stated.

"You know who I mean." I stated. Justine sighed and nodded.

"I know." Justine stated. "I'm sure he is too. However, you can't work yourself to death. Don't you want a wife? A family? An actual life?"

"I do want that." I stated. "I just.... I don't know....." Justine sighed.

"Look," Justine stated. "I love you, but you can't waste your life working." I raised my eyebrow and scratched the back of my neck.

"You're one to talk Justine," I stated. "You don't often go home."

"I go home more than you." Justine stated. Okay, she got me there.

"Look," I stated. "Unfortunately, when you're one of the country's top defence lawyers, everyone and their brother wants to hire you." Justine shook her head at me.

"Look," Justine stated. "Just try to live a little for once in your life. Otherwise, you'll regret it." I sighed.

"Fine." I stated. "I will 'Live a little' as you kids call it." Justine shook her head and smirked.

"You don't even have kids," Justine stated. "And you sound like a grandpa."

"According to Bre," I stated. "I am older than dirt." Justine laughed.

"Well," Justine stated. "I have plans with Alex. I will see you later."

"Wait," I asked. "Who's Alex?"

"A friend." Justine replied. I raised my eyebrow at my sister.

"Yeah," I stated. "Whatever you say."

"He is." Justine hissed.

"Sure." I stated sarcastically. "And I know how to surf." Justine shook her head at me again.

"I'll be back by 10," Justine stated. "No working. Got it?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Got it."

"Don't make me send Jenna over." Justine stated. "I'll see you later."

"Okay." I stated. "I'll see you later." Justine walked out the door. I sat back and sighed. I'm married to the job. I can't help it. I pulled out my laptop, turned on Netflix, and began watching some crappy Netflix reality show.

I really do need a life. I thought.