I am not a whore.
I wish I could tell everyone this.
As I walk down the hall, I see everyone staring at the way I dress. Today, I was wearing dark eye makeup, a crop top and a short skirt.
People judge me by the way I dress.
I go up to my boyfriend Lucas, and give him a kiss on the cheek that has no feeling at all for me.
People don't understand me.
They all see a slut who sleeps around and can't keep a commitment.
I have dated a lot of people, both boys and girls alike.
At the beginning of each relationship, I had the same rush of happiness that everyone else would have. I would feel happy that the person that (I thought) I liked liked me back.
We would date for a couple of months. The rush would always go away. I would break up with them because I never stayed happy with anyone.
The first couple times, nobody said anything about it. I still had friends back then, and I was doing the normal teen thing: dating.
About a year of this happening, people started to spread rumors.
They called me a slut.
They told everyone I slept around.
The people that I was friends with abandoned me and would call me a whore behind my back.
I kept dating, hoping for that rush of happiness to stay. Hoping for someone to come along and change me.
The rumors kept spreading, and I just kept going, looking for my perfect match.
They call me a slut.
What they don't know is that I've never had sex.
I'm asexual in a sex-driven world.
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The Broken///Tyrus AU
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