Chapter 10
Bella quietly snuck into Damien's bedroom, it was 10:45 in the morning, Monday, June 6th 1983. Damien's eighteenth birthday. Bella was dressed in a black tank top and a purple and black plaid skirt, with black flats. She held a beautifully wrapped box in her hands and set it in a chair by Damien's bed before leaving the room.
After a few minutes, she returned, holding a tray of eggs, began, sausage, pancakes, and strawberries accompanied by a glass of milk.
Damien opened one eye hearing her steps and smiles at her.
"What's the occasion?" Damien joked sitting up in bed. Bella rolled her eyes and chuckled giving him his breakfast in bed, catching him taking a glance down her tank top as she leaned over when she handed it to him.
"Damien! Peeking down my top! Naughty boy, and here I thought you were a gentleman." Bella teased. Damien smirked and took a sip of his milk.
"It's not like it's something I haven't seen before, love. And I am a gentleman, that doesn't mean I don't think of those... Activities." He smirked wider as he took a bite from his pancake and leaving Bella blushing like crazy. It was true, the two had gone past second base more than once, and even an occasional third base every once in a while, never a home run though. The thought made Bella blush even harder.
"So, what is your and Paul's plan for me for today?" He winked at her.
"Paul is taking a vacation for today and tomorrow and I, being proudly the Ambassador of Fun as of December 1982, have decided to throw you a party. Not a kid's party but a far out, completely fly party with all our friends from the Academy. No adults aloud. But first, you are going to make a call to the president about that internship, then relax and watch TV, read a book, or whatever you want to do with your free time. Sound good?"
"Sounds great, love. Wait, is that a present by my bed?" Damien smiled largely looking at the gift. Bella smiled, picked it up and brought it to him.
"Can I open it now?" Damien asked with hopeful eyes.
"Of course, silly!"
Damien ripped open the gift and lifted the lid of the box and pulled out a Satanic Bible, a new fancy watch, a blue and red diagonal striped tie, a green and yellow diagonal striped tie, a bag of candy, a green and purple hacky sack, and a sketch drawn by Bella showing a logo with 'Disciples of the Watch' on it.
Damien looked to his girlfriend with a curious eyebrow.
"Disciples of the Watch?" He asked.
"Well, you have so many satanic helpers, and there's bound to be more, why not give them a formal name?"
"Well, I like the concept. I'm not sure if Disciples of the Watch fit it, but it's a nice start, love. I love your gifts though! Thank you." He smiled at her. She smiled and kissed him lightly.
"I'll go decorate; you eat your breakfast and call the president." Bella said as she turned to leave the room.
"Bella?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you, too." Bella said smiling as she finally left the room.
Damien ate his breakfast happily, skimming through his new bible. And he did talk to the president more about the internship, as promised. But, he still wanted some more time to think on accepting it.
At 5 p.m. Damien went downstairs in jeans and a short sleeved white button up shirt and his green sneakers, probably the most casual outfit he owned, his hair still wet from the shower he had just taken. The house looked pretty damn good for only having one person do the work, he noticed the few tables that had been brought in covered with bowls and plates of various snack foods, candy, burgers, hot dogs, and chicken wings, and of course a few boxes of pizza.
"Bella? Are you here, my darling?"
And right on time, she walked in from the other hallway where her room and bathroom and was wearing a blue skirt with a back belt, blue boots, a black tank top, and a blue short sleeved jacket, accompanied by blue fishnet gloves and black jewelry.
"Well, you certainly look pretty." Damien said as he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss.
"Thank you, you look good, too. Ready for a fun birthday?"
"Wouldn't be too horrible."
And the party was fun; Damien got to see his friends, a recovering Foster, Teddy, and not to mention Rose.
Rose was leaving for an art school in New York City in two days so was also getting ready to say goodbye to all her friends. Unfortunately, she and Teddy knew they wouldn't last long distance, but Teddy was in love with Rose and more than happy to sneak off with her to somewhere else in the house for undoubtedly very private activities.
There were also plenty of presents, although one brunette girl with a mass of freckles in a floral patterned dress with her hair up in a scrunchie, named Zoey, kept trying to come into him and suck him into a game of spin the bottle which a group of kids had started.
"Alright birthday boy, you get to spin first!"
Her high pitched voice said. Damien rolled his eyes and simply pointed the ketchup bottle at Bella and kissed her deeply.
"Consider yourself lucky, Blondie." Zoey whispered to Bella when she thought Damien couldn't hear. Bella's jealousy flashed and she elbowed the other girl hard in the rib.
Everyone seemed to have a great time will talking, Dancing, eating, or playing games. Damien noted happily how... Normal he felt. He knew deep down he and his girlfriend still weren't actually normal, but... This was rather close, and well, Damien enjoyed it.
After the guests had all left and the mess had been cleaned up, the couple fell onto the couch next to the fireplace, the fire still roaring.
"Now... How about some wine, as a personal celebration?" Bella suggested.
"Sure. Let me get a bottle and two glasses."
Damien returned in a moment with the wine and glasses, and Bella raised her glass,
"A toast, to Damien Thorn."
"A toast, to the love of my life." The two clinked their glasses and drank their wine as they discussed the party.
After their fourth round of wine, Bella and Damien went and found the ketchup bottle from earlier. Bella smiled and imitated Zoey's voice,
"Alright birthday boy, you get to spin first!"
"Gladly, love." Damien smirked spinning it on the coffee table, it shooting to some random direction in the darkness, Bella smiled.
"Looks like you're stuck with Blondie!" Bella said still in her Zoey voice.
"Please stop talking that way."
"Alright." Bella said in her normal voice before climbing into Damien's lap beginning to kiss him deeply.
The kissing obviously led to kissing A LOT, and it seemed timeless as the two kept going through bases... But it was different this time. Things were getting very hot, very hazy, and very intense.
"Damien?" Bella whimpered in her boyfriend's ear.
"Y-yes?"
"I have one more present for you..." She looked him in the eye and smirked. Damien's eyes widened a moment in realization before quickly pulling her off the couch still kissing her as the young couple struggled to get to Damien's bedroom. It seemed like way too long before Damien had Bella pinned against his bedroom door kissing her more passionately than ever before.
Damien was losing his self-control. His and Bella's kissing were getting hungrier while they ran their fingers through each other's hair, their tongues seeming to dance as Damien fumbled behind Bella's back to open the door to his bedroom.
After finally opening it, he lifted his girlfriend up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as their frantic kissing continued. After a few steps into his room, Damien being sure to reach behind him closing the door and locking it, before going to his large soft navy blue bed and laying the woman he loves down on it.
He observed her, her eyes were half lidded begging him to continue, her cheeks so bright and pink, her lips slightly swollen and he noticed her lightly trembling with anticipation.
"You sure about this?" Damien asked leaning down towards her.
"Yes. I'm positive. P-please, Damien... I love you..."
"I love you too... Alright, Happy birthday to me." He said lightly biting her neck as he began undressing themselves, proceeding to the sweetest, most passionate, and most beautiful experience of their lives. The two gave each other their virginities.