Forever His Doll Face- A Vic Fuentes Story

Deal, Maybe? (Mike's POV)

I was storming out of Vic's house. I didn't bother hopping in Jaime's car, I'm just simply going home by myself. I can't believe Mystic's friend assumed my own brother cheated on that fangirl just a week before Mystic's due date! I can't even look at anyone, I'd be forced to take my extreme anger out on an innocent person.

So I went to an alley and I saw a big dumpster. I started punching at it. I didn't care if my hands broke off, my emotional pain was bigger and way worse than my physical pain.

"Hello, Michael?"

"WHAT!!??" I thundered.

"Chill, my handsome pill."

What a damn surprise. It was Layla Johnson, approaching me with her pointed ears, small body and deceiving eyes under her thick rimmed glasses.

"Layla, not now, I'm pissed."

"What do you mean?" She feels on my upper arms, and I slap her away despite my hands feeling numb.

"You should know. I don't believe a single thing Kelsey said about you and Vic having relations, because we all know very well Vic is a faithful man, and his girlfriend is about to have their baby. Don't even mess with me, Layla. You and Kelsey are liars."

"But I have to tell you something."

"Make it quick," I hissed.

She stares at me with her seemingly innocent eyes. "You know when Kelsey told you all about that news?"

"No shit, Layla."

"Well, it's true. Now I myself am pregnant."

"Blasphemy! Stop with these lies!! I know you and Kelsey are just jealous! Stop!"

"No really, Mike. Look at this."

She hands me a folder. I open it and I see pictures of a 3 week old fetus. And certified pregnancy papers.

"I told you..." She cooed.

I started raging. Even with proof, I still think they were lying.

"This is fucking lies!" I scream. "No matter how much proof there is, I still think this is all a damn setup!"

I threw the folder on the ground, and stomped it on the ground.

"Listen here, you son of a bitch," Layla said, "You're right about everything you said. This is a lie. You caught me red handed. But now it's your job to keep that a secret."

I put my hands on my hips. "What if I don't?"

"Need I remind you, you cheated on your girlfriend Frenchi? Twice?"

"That is the biggest thing I regret in my life. What does that have to do with this?"

"Yeah your right. Keep it a secret, play along, and I'll give you a new girlfriend. Her name is Josephine. She's a British model, with soft blonde hair, mystical blue eyes, full and glossed lips, a perfect tan from head to toe, huge tits, a smooth flat stomach, long sexy legs and a clean delicious pussy. Hourglass figure, big ass and a voice to die for."

I just roll my eyes. It all seems too good to be true.

"Is she real?" I ask.

"Very much real. Here's a picture."

She hands me a picture of Josephine, modeling in a blue bikini. My eyes melted in my face. She was fine, fine fine!

I stuttered. "Um... She... She is sexy..."

"She's all yours too. She's been looking for a strong man, a freak in the sheets. But, you need to keep this a secret. Promise?"

I just look at Josephine and then at Layla. Was this what I really wanted? Did I really want to stay in a lie, just to get a model girlfriend? I couldn't. But then again, Josephine's nobody to turn down.

I shake Layla's scrawny hand.

"Deal," I told her.

"Goody!" She squeals. "You can keep those papers."

She walks away, thinking she has won this battle.

She may have, but she hasn't won the war.

She really thought I fell for it.

I wasn't going to lie to my brother or my friends.

I'm going to put this all to justice.

I decided to get me a nice soft drink to calm my nerves, and the ice helped my hand pain go down. I entered my house 15 minutes later and as I was about to crash in my bed, I saw someone in it.

The long legs. The blonde hair. The perfect tan. The blue bikini.

It was Josephine. She was real! But how did she get in my room?

No need to ask anyone. I knew Layla must have did something to get her in here.

She got out of bed and approaches me.

"Why, hello, Michael..." Her seductive British voice echoed in my ears. She puts her delicate hands on my biceps. She kisses my neck slowly. Her lips were soft and irresistible.

Josephine's lips traveled to my ear. "I've been saving myself for you." Her hands went to my button down shirt, and was slowly taking it off. My tattoos were showing. She goes to my lips and kisses them roughly, but lustfully. She goes around my body, and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her big breasts jiggling every time she moved. I wanted to squeeze them so bad...

She left my lips wanting more, and I was tempted to grab her and slam myself on her body. In that moment, I did.

Soon, I stopped myself.

"No!" I yell, and I got up and put my shirt back on.

Josephine got up too. "What's wrong, Michael?"

"I can't do this! As sexy as you are, just.. no."

Josephine pouted and grabbed her phone. I took it from her and put it in my pocket.

"You're not going anywhere until you tell me what is going on, sweetheart!!!"

Josephine flips her blonde curls and sighs.

"I'm not British. This tan is fake. I'm not a model, I am a hairdresser for actresses. And yes, Layla is putting me up to this."

"I knew it! Why is she doing this, though?"

"Out of jealousy. Fan girls have been going really out of line when they found out your brother and Mystic were dating, but that baby put the icing on the crazy cake. I never wanted no part of this. I'm actually happy for you guys. But Layla clearly isn't. She lied to you, and used Mystic's closest friends to deceive her. Those pictures are fake. That certificate is a fraud. Now since everyone's in a tizzy, Layla now has plans to put it out to the fans. This will destroy Pierce the Veil. Your fan base will plummet. Your money will be gone. And you guys will have no future whatsoever."

I just shake my head. "Can you help me? I think I have a plan..."

"Of course. Anything to help your band, Michael. I am a big fan, I'd hate to see you all have a downfall."

I smile deviously. Now I know exactly what's going on. And Miss Josephine was my golden ticket.

"Good deal. Now come with me, I'm going to show you to some very important people."