Hazel Mazeline, A Nineteen year old sex-addict. Stuck inbetween finding a new bed to sleep on, and being Damon Salvatore's new obsession. But she can't do it, not with everything in her past always taunting her.
Being born in a small family that was on the verge of breaking was bad, but the constant men sneaking in her room whenever her mother forgot to lock the door, was the worst. She became to enjoy the thrust of the men above her body, getting used to it at such a young age. It became all she really ever knew.
She knew not to stick around more than one night, it always caused problems.
When she was only Five her Mother passed away, overdosing on some pills that she had kept around from her maternity years. She was an obsessive drug addict and did not hide it from little Hazel, who grew up in that atmosphere for as long as she could remember.
It was until September when she was Ten did her father get tired of her being around so freely, so he started to let her get payed for what she was so commonly used to, Sex. Violently slamming it in her head that she was alone, and would always be alone. Putting his only child in the danger of alot of things, when he would shove her into different men's arms every night.
He would take the money, and spend it on his cocain and meth that he was so severely in love with, claiming that it was the only reason he had stuck around with her.
She was corrupted, in all of the life styles of Drugs and Sex; she never felt that she could change, it was her only choice. Never being able to let go of anything in her past, it was her reminder that she was alone.
Her father died when she was Thirteen, leaving her broke and without any place to go, seeing as he had spent everything she ever earned for her dirty deed; on all the drugs he could get ahold of.
Sleeping around was all she ever known, all she ever was completely used to. She knew every way to make a man moan, and want to keep her around for long.
She stayed with men for up to a couple of months, before ditching with half of their money with her.
But it was not until she was Fifthteen did she recieve the beating of her life, from a man who just loved every scream she made whenever he slammed his fist into the side of her head.
It took her until she was Seventeen to finally run away, leaving everything she built up off some men she had aroused behind.
So she had to start all over, and she busted her ass off to stablize keeping her innocent act intact. Cutting down on stealing the money, and focused more on that lonely feeling she had lodged so deep into her chest.
After her last experience with a man for to long, she fled every time before her 'companion for the night,' woke up to beg her to stay; or beat her.
So she was a whore, a gold digger and a terribly selfish bitch.
But what do you expect? It's all she's ever known, and with Damon Salvatore's constant touches that drove her insane; she couldn't control anything anymore.
She was losing herself in a pit of unwanted attention that she was scared to have placed in her hands.
