vickie fuentes

many years ago, vickie fuentes had just been wandering downtown when she was snatched up by some dude. she didn't even wanna think about it, so long story short, she ended up giving birth to you.

she'd been given the option to abort the baby, but she didn't understand how anyone could ever do that. she was already so attached to you, her baby, feeding off of her inside her tummy.

you were in highschool now. worrying about college applications, getting your credits up, but you tried the hardest you could to spend time with your friends amidst all of it. you and your best friend stepped up to the front door of your house as you grabbed the key, unlocking the door and walking inside.

"mom!! i'm home, n' i brought company!" you yelled out, but you figured she was practicing in the garage with her band, so she wouldn't hear you anyway. you shrugged your shoes off and told your friend to go off to your room as you started toward the garage door. you opened it and were instantly hit with the loud crashing of drums, strumming of guitars, and the pleasant whines of vickie's voice.

you stayed there until they finished the song they'd been rehearsing, and you smiled back as your mom noticed you and flashed a grin.

"way to go, boys," vickie said, smiling widely as she high-fived tony and jaime. she eventually made her way over to you, kissing your forehead before patting your head. "hey, baby. who'd you bring?"