above and beyond -Damon Salvatore

Esther

*Elena's POV*

I told Damon and Stefan about the invitation and the message from Esther;
-I want to meet you tonight. Esther-
I read it again and again. Why would she want to meet me?
Anyway, Stefan and Damon were still pissed at each other. Damon was upset because of Callie and Stefan was upset because I feel something for Damon. Tension has reached the maximum and now they are on their way to shout at me. Yeah.
"ELENA!" And here they are.
"Damon. Stefan." I sighed.
"You're not going into this madhouse!" Damon half shouted and walked towards me.
"Damon, it's for the best. I'll go and listen to what she has to say."
"Elena. No. She's crazy and the mother of those original freaks."
Stefan was quiet. Won't he support me? I looked at him and saw concern in his eyes.
"Well, Damon.", Stefan started calm, "Esther wants to talk and maybe she'll be helpful."
Damon turned to Stefan with his mouth open.
"WHAT? STEFAN, YOU NEED A REALITY-CHECK. Esther is the monster that created them all and Klaus is still alive so she won't be much of a help. And you will let her go there?"
Oh no. Stefan will give in.
"Maybe we could go with her." Stefan
suggested.
Sounds like a compromise.
"Fine." Damon gave in and I sent them a warm smile.
Perfect.
"Now you two leave and get changed. I will dress up and call you."
They left through the front door and I went upstairs to look through my elegant dresses.
I just had picked a dress when I heard the door.
"Who's here?"
"Elena. Upstairs."
I heard Callie mumble something,
probably something mean.
I hate this side of her.
I shook my head sadly.
"Picking a dress for tonight, huh?"
Callie leaned against the doorframe and looked over the dresses.
Wow, sister talk again?
"I thought I'll go with the blue one. It's classy and not too much and-"
"Gosh, Elena. Don't be so lame. A blue, long dress. That's boring and far away from stunning."
So no happy sister bonding.
"Okay, and what would you pick?" I asked snippy.
"The brown one with the sparkles. It's huge and these black, velvety gloves would match perfectly."
"Thank you." I smiled. Maybe we will go back to normal.
"Ah yeah, anyway. What I wanted to ask; Who invited you and why?"
"Elijah." I lied. Why am I lying? Oh dang it, cause I don't trust her right now.
"Okay. See you tonight."
She went into her room again.
I started getting ready.
I curled my hair and pinned it to one side. I did a simple make up and got into this massive dress.
When I was finished, I knocked at Callie's door but she already had left.
The door opened and Stefan and Damon entered in their suits, looking all dressed up.
"Happy?" Damon asked sarcastically and arranged his bow tie.
I rolled my eyes but had to giggle.
"You look beautiful, Elena." Stefan complimented and I blushed.
"Thank you."
We got in the car. I was nervous.
"Elena?"
"Huh." I looked up. Damon was at my door and hold out his hand.
I just had been in deep thought and didn't notice that we arrived.
"You don't have to be here, Elena. You know?" Stefan said and tried to comfort me.
"I'm fine. Let's go inside." I covered my flurry up with a smile and got out of the car.
The mansion was huge and warm light swarmed out from the main entrance. I took a final deep breath. Stefan and Damon linked arms with me as we entered the hall. The room was huge and the ceiling was high.
A giant chandelier was in the middle of the ceiling.
There were some massive Florence marble half-turned stairs.
It all looked freaking expensive.
I was looking for Callie and Esther. All the ladies and men were dressed up and drunk champaign, chatted and giggled.
"Fancy, fancy." Damon commented.
"Have you found Esther yet?" Stefan asked both of us.
"No." I answered and kept looking around.
"Nope." Damon popped the 'p'.
"Hold on. Wow." We followed Damon's sight to the stairs.
"Callie." I gasped.
Elijah and Rebekah were at the bottom of the stairs. They looked up as well. And there she was; Callie.
She looked so different.
Callie was wearing a black dress. BLACK. I never saw her wearing that much black at once.
The last time at Jenna's funeral. Jenna. My eyes filled up, but I shook my head slightly and looked up again.
It was fitted but from her hips on it was a bit more loose and flowed down. It hit the floor slightly.
Elijah took a few steps towards her and she chuckled about something Elijah was saying.
Callie's dress was long-sleeved with a really high neckline.
She turned slightly and Elijah took her hand.
Now I saw her back. There was no fabric. Just her back.
From her shoulders to where her ass starts was no fabric, no dress. The whole back was bare.
I saw how Damon's jaw dropped.
Suddenly Callie turned around and looked directly at us.
Her coppery hair was in a messy up do and her cat-like eyes were rouged with dark eyeshadow.
She winked at Damon.
Oh, Callie.