Bambi Pov:

" Nobody wants me. Not even myself," I sigh as I stare down at the plate of freshly made uneaten waffles, not able to bring myself to eat them. No matter how hungry I currently was.

The sound of approaching footsteps queued me into the fact that my day wasn't going to get any better. " Eating again? You're already big enough as it is," my mother snarled as she bustled towards the fridge taking out a crisp fresh red apple. Turning towards me, she continued to glare as she bit into the sweet crisp fruit. Sloughing further into my seat my eyes glanced all around the room trying to avoid her venomous gaze.

My mother wasn't the most caring person, though that would be considered an understatement. She has hated me since the day my father left us. Sadly enough I can't help but to still love her.

Insecurities started bubbling to the surface as all the memories of the bullying I endured back in middle and high school resurfaced. My heart started to beat faster in my chest as I could feel myself about to have a panic-attack. The air seemed to escape my lungs, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get any air, slumping to the floor as the room started to spin.

"H-help mommy," I cried out hoping she would comfort me. Her beautiful features morphed into a look of disgust as she watched me gasp for air.

"Fucking pathetic, I should have aborted you the day I found out I was pregnant", turning on her heels striding out of the kitchen towards the front door. There was a loud bang and now I'm all alone. Black dots formed as my vision flashes in and out, my head feels as if its being crushed under the weight of a bolder. My body is as stiff as lead and I could feel myself leaning to the side as I lose consciousness.

I found myself standing in front of a mirror. Looking at my reflection with disgust as all my scars were on display. Words like...ugly, fat, worthless, home-wrecker, slut, whore, and many more words that had been carved into my stomach, thighs, and arms seemed to glisten as the mirror began to warp and distort.

" Ugly, isn't it."

Was that my voice. But how? Looking closer into the mirror I bore witness as my reflection stepped out of the mirror and stood before me. My heart pounded inside my chest, I....it glared at me as its grin only grew. My mind screamed at me that this wasn't real but no matter how many times I pinched myself nothing happened.

" Look at you! You're a fat slut that no one will ever love!"

Her or better yet my words cut deep. The raw hate and disgust in her words scared me.

" Your own mom hates you!"

'She loves me!", though she made it clear that she did not in fact love me, I hoped deep down that there was some part of her that in some way still did love me. Even if it was just a little.

My double let out a sickening cackle, her head falling back as she grabbed her stomach. That laugh wasn't mine, it was distorted and full of malicious.

" YOU'RE UGLY, FAT, STUPID, A SLUT, A WHORE, WORTHLESS, YOUR OWN DAD DIDN'T WANT YOU! YOUR MOM WANTS YOU DEAD ! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE ALONE JUST LIKE YOU DESERVE! YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE EVER BEEN BORN!" She growled as the hand on her stomach clenched onto herself. Long nails dug into her flesh leaving deep holes, streams of blood poured down her abdomen, making its way down her thighs, and then to the floor.

My stomach turned at the sight. Backing away from...myself I tried to turn and run but my body was frozen. There was a slight ringing in my ears that seemed to grow louder and louder as the seconds passed.

" YOU ARE SO WEAK! YOU'RE UGLY ! YOU'RE UGLY ! YOU'RE UGLY! "

Her screaming got louder and louder, mixing in with the dreadful ringing that danced in my ears. Her viscous comments went on for what seemed like hours. The ringer only grew louder and louder as did the hate filled screams.

make it stop!

make it stop !

MAKE IT STOP!

"AAAAHHHHHHH", I gasped for air as my eyes shot open. Slowly my blurred vision cleared and I found myself back in the kitchen. Thankful it was just a nightmare. Stumbling to my feet I noticed the time was now five thirty in the afternoon. I'd been out for awhile. Its clear that I'm here alone and my mother still hasn't come back.

I'm late for work! Crap! Rushing upstairs I through on my uniform.

I worked at this café.  It was a themed café and the owner was big on anime and seemed to be captivated by some of the fashion and outfits the females wore. Especially the army or military type anime or ones wear the girls dressed up all frilly but could easily drop a guy or group of guys twice their size. I admit it was cool but the dresses are really made for skinnier girls. Even with the dress being my size, it just looks like someone decided to put a pig in a dress. Quickly shoving on the dress and corresponding boots I strapped my phone and wallet into the grater pouch and rushed out of the door. Only to see my car tires had been slashed and a note on the window.

"no no no no no", groaning as I examed the damage and the note.

Dear, Pig

I thought you could use the exercise. Lord knows you need it. Try walking to work for once and lose some damn weight! You're a fucking embarrassment  and for god's sake lay off a few meals for once in your life. You're pathetic just like your worthless father. You should be grateful im even letting you live in my house.

Sincerely, Mom

Tears pooled in my eyes as I started walking the two miles to work. It was the middle of summer and today it was 100 degrees.  The words from the letter replayed over and over in my mind. Reminding just how worthless I was and just how much my own mother hated me. The blue sky was clear of any clouds that could have shielded me from the suns harsh rays.

Two hour into this walk and my feet were killing me but thankfully the café was now insight. The chime of the bells as I opened the back door made my presence known. So much for going undetected.

"BAMBI", the booming voice of the owner echoed off the walks and I'm sure a few if not all the customers out front enjoying their meals jumped from their seats at the sudden noise. Not that I blame them.

Turning around I came face to face with the 6ft giant known as my boss. His thick brows knoted together, his mouth forming a deep frown and his eyes nothing but grey pools of anger. It reminded me of my mother at times.

"S-sir, I know I'm late and t-t-there is no excuse. I'm v-very s-s-sorry and will get to work r-r-right away", fumbling over my words in hopes of defusing the situation quickly.

Mr. Jaeger sighed and just waved me off. Quickly clocking in and garbing a notepad I got down to work. For a café this one was very big. With three levels, today I'd be working on the second level instead of the first. Keeping my head down and rushing up the stares I could hear some of the waitresses snickering and laughing at me. Though I tried my hardest to ignore them.

" Do you see what she is wearing. No one her size should ever be wearing something like that", Kimberly scoffed to her group of barbie dolls. As I liked to call them.

Kimberly was a very pretty girl, on the outside anyway. She was a bit taller than me at around 5'5 to maybe 5'7. With long blonde curls, sapphire blue eyes, full lips, slime thighs, a narrow waist, beautiful porcelain skin. All the girls envied her and it was clear why.

" I know, she looks like someone  stuffed a cow into a dress" , Joy remarked. Causing a stream of laughs as the comments continued. Now, Joy was around my height at just an even five feet tall. With features just like Kimberly, only she was korean and had brown eyes and black hair.

Finally approaching the second floor I got to work. The hours seemed to slowly tick by but I wasn't complaining.

" Hey, sexy. Why don't you come over here and take my order", oh great one of these guys.

Plastering on a smile I walked over to the table were three men in suits sat hungerly eyeing me from top to bottom. Thankfully I wore a black body-suit under my uniform.

"H-hello, my name is B-b-bambi and welcome to Jaeger Café. W-what can I get for you?"

"How about you, on your knees. with a side of my dick in your mouth", a chorus of laughs followed as I stood there in complete shock. How could a man just saw something that disgusting to a women and think its okay!

"Sir, I'm g-going to have to ask you to reframe from that kind of b-behavior or you and your friends will have t-to leave", But that only seemed to riel them up more.

" Aw, what's wrong baby. I'm just having a little fun" the man said, placing a hand on my bottom and squeezing lightly.

Feeling disgusted I shoved his hands off me. "Don't touch me!", I screamed drawing attention to our table.

"What's your fucking problem you slut", he yelled pushing his way up from the seat, stalking angrily towards me.

" Is there a problem here", turning toward the owner of such a deep voice left me in awe.

Standing behind me was a broad chest. Slowly looking up I came somewhat face to face with the outrageously tall man. He had curly brown hair, a bit of a beard was noticeable, bushy eyebrows. Oh and his eyes, they were the most beautiful swirls of hazel I'd even seen.

'" Yea I have a problem. That little slut tired to make a move on me. I'm a married man and frankly. Fat whores aren't my type" the guy said as he flashed his wedding ring to the guy, who looked less even more pissed off. The mans friends fed into the lie saying how I tired to seduce him even after being rejected.

Mr. Mystery-guy growled at the group causing them to flinch back in both surprise and fear. I was no different, hearing a guy growl like that was a bit scary.

" What does this have to do with you anyway" a man in a black suit grumbled.

"The fact that you are disrespecting such a beautiful women has everything to do with me". Wait, did he just call me.....beautiful? No, I must have heard him wrong.

"Beautiful? That cow"! Howls of laughter rang out between the three men. Obviously it was the funniest joke they'd ever heard. Along with a few of the other female staff members who were present for the spectacle.

There was a sickening crack as the man's fist collided with the other mans jaw. His body crashing into the table. Sending its contents down with him. His buddies didn't take this lightly, going in to take the man down. The first of the two came in for a punch, pushing me to the ground as he did.

"AAaggh", I wailed as my head slammed into the floor causing me to see stars. Groaning as black spots formed in my vision. Ringing resonated in my ears, bouncing off the walls inside my head. My eyes felt so heavy, I couldn't keep them open anymore and let myself be consumed by the darkness.