Pietro was warned by his father at a young age not to trust anyone. He was right.

A five year old Pietro couldn't go to sleep. He slipped out of his room and headed to the study were his father read at night. He saw him sitting at his desk, but he wasn't reading.

Erik was crying.

This surprised Pietro. His father, strongest man he knew, was crying. He was going to leave, but the little boy needed to know what made his father cry.

Pietro crept in the room slowly not to surprise Erik. He tapped his shoulder gently. Erik looked at his son with the saddest eyes the small child had ever seen. He pulled him up on to his lap and just cried some more. When Pietro asked more, Erik told him. He told his son about all his sufferings in his life. What happened in the camps. To his family. About Magda and Anya.

Erik showed Pietro the numbers on his arm. Pietro kissed it and told his father not to cry.

"Don't cry, Father. It's okay now. You have me and Wanda. We'll take away your pain."

Erik cried in his son's hair. He hold the boy tight, afraid that if he let go, he would be gone.

Pietro looked at the numbers on his father's arm. He kissed them. He hoped his kisses would help ease his father's pain.

Erik continued to tell his stories to his son.

"The Nazi soldiers told us it was okay to tell them what out parents did. Never trust anyone, Pietro. They could turn on you at any moment."

"I won't trust anyone, Father. I promise."

A fifteen year old Pietro was walking down the halls with a blond haired boy.

"No, Mac," said Pietro, annoyed.

"Come on, Pietro!" exclaimed Mac. "I need those notes to study! I can't fail this class!"

"You should've been in class."

"Come on, Man! I'll give them back!"

"Will you? Really?"

"You don't trust me?"

"I can't trust my own butt, because it could fart and embarrass me."

Mac snickered.

"Now go away," said Pietro.

"Fine," muttered Mac, dissapointed.

Pietro went to his locker to change his books. Evan came by.

"Hey man," he said. "Could I borrow some money? Some dude's been stealinh mine from my locker."

"Sorry, I don't have any," Pietro lied. He was the one who stole from Evan.

"I'm going to find the guy who stole from me."

"Good luck."

"Hi, Evan."

A girl with the same skin tone as Evan, black hair, and dark purple eyes walk by, smiling and waving at Evan.

Evan grinned and waves back.

"Who was that?" asked Pietro.

"Tamekeyo Hoose. She's new here," said Evan.

"Then you should be careful. She could be trouble."

"You need to be more trusting, man. You never trust anyone."

"You can even trust your butt 'cause it could fart and embarrass you."

Evan snickered.

"Laugh now, but people can turn on you at any moment," said Pietro.

A seventeen year old Pietro was walking out of Bayville High, heading to the track field for practise. Todd ran up to him.

"Yo, Tro!"

"Yeah?"

"Me and a new buddy of mine, his name is Vices, are going to the dump to look for part to make a race car," said Todd. "Tell the others I'll be late coming home."

"His name is Vices?"

"Yeah."

"And how long have you known him?"

"Few days."

"How much about him do you know?"

"Enough."

"Wants some advice?"

"Sure, yo."

"Don't trust anyone. Not even your butt 'cause it could fart and embarrass you."

Todd snickered.

"I'm just worried about you," said Pietro. You don't know much about this guy. He could hurt you."

"I'll be fine, yo."

"I hope so."

A twenty-three year old Pietro, sat on the porch of his house, and cried.

Lance sat next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"It'll be okay, Tro."

"How could she do this?" sobbed Pietro. "She's my wife! She's suppost to be loyal to me! She cheated on me!"

"She doesn't deserve you, Pietro," said Lance. "Just devorce her and meet someone new."

"And her cheat on me too? My father was right. I can't trust anyone. I trusted her and she broke my heart."

"Not ever one will hurt you. I never did. Niether did Todd, Fred, or Tabby. You trust us."

"I got to know you. I thought I knew my wife."

"Sometimes trusting poeple will get you hurt. Sometimes it won't. You just gotta take a chance on people."

Mac, Tamekeyo, and Vices are OCs.

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