A daughter who disappointed her father. A girl who disappointed her sisters. That's how Fat Amy felt about herself.

Growing up in a household were her father had chosen to be a criminal for a profession wasn't easy. They had money and she always had gotten anything she wanted. But there was a price that had to be paid for it.

Fat Amy had always been outspoken. Somehow she was designed to stick out wherever she was. Her father had always encouraged her to be who she was.

As she got older she started to notice what her fathers profession meant. What pain it caused. Not only for her but for everyone who fell victim to her father.

That's why she left her home and country at eighteen years old. She changed her name. But she couldn't change her personality. And that was something she didn't want to. Despite everything she loved how she was.

She had came to Barden and was accepted as a Bella. But more importantly she was accepted for who she was with quirks and all.

Unfortunately it was her personality that had led the men to her. It was her personality that brought her deeper in problems then she already was.

Her father had promised the men he would get them drugs and weapons. They had paid him a lot of money in advance. But being the criminal he was, he had taken the money and fled.

Somehow they had found her. And since she was her father's daughter, they figured that a Hobart was a Hobart. She made them clear that she hated her father as much as they did. And with her big mouth she had convinced them that she could get them were they had paid for.

In reality she hadn't had a clue where her father was or how she would get what they wanted. She had said it to buy some extra time. And because she didn't wanted them around her friends.

When her initial plan failed, they had threatened to hurt her friends. She couldn't let that happen. So she willingly agreed to travel to some foreign country and do whatever they wanted from her. She would promise everything to protect her friends. As far as she considered they were now her only family.

The men had arranged a flight for her. She was convinced she could handle everything they asked her. So she packed her bags and left the Bellas house behind, sure she would be back in three days.

She had been wrong. From the moment she was picked up from the airport, things didn't go as she had expected. She had tried to act funny to keep things light. But they made it clear that they didn't appreciate that.

She was escorted to a house in the middle of nowhere. They had taken away her phone and locked her in a room. From that moment she knew this was to much for her. If they wanted to do something to her there wouldn't be anyone around to help her. And for the first time in her life she felt small and helpless.

They had given her a day to rest before they explained what they expected from her. Apparently there was a nearby gang who had weapons they wanted. And she Fat Amy had to steal them. She was trained in martial arts and wrestling since she was young, so she knew she would fail completing that task.

Fat Amy being Fat Amy didn't show them she wasn't capable of it. She knew she would die on the spot if she would say it was impossible. So she put on her brave face and convinced them she could do it. But she could feel the panic grow inside herself.

She prepared herself for the task. And maybe she could pull it off. When the day had come she was going to do what she had to do.

To her surprise things were going smoothly. Like a miracle she had found her way in without being noticed. She had found the room the weapons were in without problems. She almost succeeded until she saw the weapons were locked in a vault. Now Fat Amy had many skills. But break into a vault wasn't one of them. That moment she saw the vault she knew she would fail. She wished Lilly was with her. She was convinced that the Asian girl could've done it.

After her failed attempt they had locked her back in the room. They punished her by beating her. They would starve her for days. She started to lose hope that she would ever get out of that room. She lost all hope to see her Bellas ever again.

Then there was a new leader. He treated her better. The beatings had stopped. She got food again three times a day. He would visit her and talk to her. He treated her like a human and he seemed to like her. But she wasn't helpful and he couldn't use her.

When masked men came into her room in the middle of the night, she thought they were going to kill her. Her will to survive took over and tried to fight them. But they were stronger. The last thing she felt was a stinging pain and then everything went black.

The next thing she saw when she opened her eyes were the concerned looks of her Bella sisters.