Diary Of A Teenage Slut

Chapter 2

Amanda pov

I never felt like I was a part of the crowd, known to be gorgeous but as my parents believed I was wasting my life. Love was never a big part of my family life, my mother married my father for his money and my father considered my mother to be a good business asset he could use, as long as he continued buying her things. I never felt safe at home with my father's business associates coming around whenever they wanted. Feeling like an object was my life, my father would boost about my to his friends and talk about how when I was old enough, he could arrange a marriage. However, when I got old enough, I realised to do that I would have to be a virgin so to spite him, I slept with my best friend when I was around 15. Sex gave me a connection that was almost similar to love. However, as I got more promiscuous over a long period of time, my best friend decided I was too much of a nuisance and a bad influence. He changed so much and I know I'm not one to talk but he went from this sweet caring boy to a jerk who made my life miserable on a daily basis. 

Such as today in school, one of the jocks came up to me and started groping me whilst calling me names when my old best friend Damon walked by he shoved me into the lockers and called me a dirty whore. I may be a slut but I'm not a whore, whore's get paid. Damon isolated me entirely from all my friends well ex-friends and convinced people I was worth anything but a quick fuck. I struggled so much in school because of that jerk that sex became my only way to get any form of connection from people. I'm so tired of being treated in this way, I'm worried however that I cannot change who I am. 

Could i change who i am?