He said no more than three hookups.

She only needed one.

Cyrus

Truth

I know who I am. I’m Cyrus Steel; son, brother, uncle, friend to people I choose to bring into my life.

Truth

I can fuck up anyone I want.

Truth

I’m aware of the devastation I can, and have caused.

Truth

I can’t change the past, but I choose how to live in the present.

Truth

I like to fuck, and I will do a chick better than she’s ever been done. Hard and wild. No more than three hook-ups. No expectations, no one gets hurt. As long as she agrees … it’s on.

One of my favorite tattoos bridges my V, and it reads ‘Truth.’

A constant reminder of who I was and who I am now.

Tara

I wasn’t sure I knew how to, or even if I should tell him there was no one who loves me.

Tony was the last person to say those words to me, and he hadn’t meant it. He just wanted to use me. Sell my innocence.

This beautiful man underneath me hadn’t used me; he didn’t even know me. But he thought I was beautiful, and didn’t try to change me into someone I’m not.

Even though I hope I never see Tony again, I wish I could tell him that I got to choose.

For Justice

Can truth be seen when walls are built for protection, for self-preservation?

Will self-doubt and years of pain that clouds two hearts keep them from finding their truth… their justice?