So, I'm Caroline?

Chapter 18 - Founders Day

Forbes Residence

I could practically feel the sun through my eyelids as I tried to keep sleeping, I could feel a slight pain in my head.

Ugh. . I've always hated headaches. But getting hit on the head will give anyone a painful head I guess.

Feeling both Alaric and Damon beside me I roll slightly into whoever is on the left of me and put my face against them.

Hide from the sun, hide from the sun I tell you.

I hear soft chuckles as I mumble to them "my head hurts." I feel a hand wrap around my shoulders and another softly touch my head, he doesn't feel like Damon. . Alaric then?

"Will you be okay?" I hear Alaric ask me worriedly.

I nod into his chest "m fine, just hurts."

"My blood would make it all better." Damon offers from beside me.

I shake my head "s okay." Gotta live through the pain and all that.

"Why does it feel like you're completely stubborn about this for no reason." Alaric mutters.

"I'm stronger then the pain."

"Wait" Damon says sharply causing me to look at him "You want to go through the pain without any help because you think it'll make you stronger."

"It increases my pain tolerance." I mutter as I sit up in between them. "Bonnie didn't really unspell the device. We're going to have to go straight home after the float thingy, although it's a good thing she didn't remove the spell considering some of the left over tomb vamps want to massacre the founding families."

"Great." Damon mutters looking annoyed. "You can't trust those three to toss you a life raft can you."

"Nope, I have to go get ready" I say with a pout.

"I want you to take some of my blood first." He says as he puts a hand out to stop me.

"Why? It's only a headache."

"And if it's worse?" Alaric asks cautiously.

"It's not fair, your both teaming up on me." I say with another pout.

"Because we worry about you." Damon says with a huff has his hand ruffles my hair "you need to think about yourself and since you won't, we have to help you do that."

"It's a headache."

"That hurts you." Damon says.

"Everyone gets headaches Damon."

Alaric shrugs.

I happily point to Alaric "see, he understands. It's just a headache. It'll go away on its own."

Damon huffs and puts his hands up "Fine, no blood then."

Excitedly I hug him "Thank you!" He sighs and hugs me back. "Do you know anyone who can help me get into the corset and dress stuff?" I ask him sheepishly as I climb out of bed.

"I could call bree, she opened a bar on the outskirts of town recently" Damon says and then adds with a wink "or I can help you?"

I roll my eyes in amusement and kiss him on the cheek "please call Bree for me?"

He pouts "Fine, I'll call her. She's still pissed at me you know."

"You killed her friend Damon." I tell him flatly. I mean come on, I'm still really sad about that. I wanted to be her friend.

But it's my fault too, I should've asked him to use someone else earlier then I did right?. .

About half an hour later and she's here helping me get the corset and the dress on.