The Almost Unreal

Sag Harbor New York

Austin's Pov

When we land I wait a few minutes before waking up Olive. She was asleep, her head on my arm. The perfect moment ends quickly when an some idiot in front of us drops his bag on his own foot. He screams out and wakes up Olive with a jerk.

"Oh, we landed." she says, and stretches. She winces and says, "My pain killers are wearing off."

Every time she's in pain, I feel so guilty. I still feel like it's my fault that's she's like this. In pain all the time. "I'll get you the pills ok?"

I get the medicine bag from the over head compartment and dig through it for painkillers. "Which one is it? The blue or white ones?"

"The rectangular white ones, the circular ones are for something else." she says. I dig through the bag until I find them. I hand them to her along with her water bottle.

"I'd be a wreck without you, I swear." She says, and takes her pills.

"Me or the pills?" I laugh. She laughs at me, coughing on the water. I pat her on the back and she stops coughing. She smiles and says,

"You both."

*After we get to the apartment*

"Oh.. my.. pickles." Olive says, when we step in the apartment.

"I just thought the lobby was nice." I say, looking around. White lounges, gold coloured pillows and drapes. Gold coloured window shades and trim. There was a large telly on a white table/desk thing. The knobs to the drawers to the table/desk thing were also gold. The walls were white with beautiful silver designs.

"Philip!" I hear Olive yell. A man in a navy blue shirt and black sunglasses stands in the middle of the living room, an orange cat by his side. Philip. Philip runs straight at Olive and rubs up against her leg. I pet him and he rubs his face on me.

While Olive obsesses over Philip, I decide to check out the rest of the place. Next stop, the kitchen.

There was no door, but there was a wall cutting it off from the living room. There was a white and silver marble island and the cabinets were white with silver pointed handles. There was a large silver refrigerator and oven/stove next to it. On the birch wood counter tops was a white microwave next to a white coffee maker.

This place sure is white. It was beautiful still. I can't wait to see the bedrooms.

I look into one of the two bedrooms and I see a light blue room with translucent white curtains that cover a large glass window. The comforter is a light blue with white swirls at the bottom. It had blue and white pillows on it. Next to the bed it a drawer with a lamp on it. The lampshade was white. The floor was birch wood but a white carpet was on the right side of the bed. It had a light blue bean bag chair next to drawer and telly on the wall. The room hand a white desk with a large mirror attached and a white, wooden and tall wardrobe.

A girls room. "Olive! Your room is the one on the left!" I say, knowing that she wouldn't be paying attention. She's too preoccupied with Philip.

The next room is much better. The walls were light grey and the floors were dark brown and wooden. The bed faces me and on it's left is a window with light grey heavy drapes. The comforter of the bed was black grey and white stripped. Big fat lines. There were black, grey and white pillows on the bed. There was a black drawer next to the bed with a glass lamp on it. Not the lamp shade, that was white. There was a white bean bag chair to the drawer and garbage can. In the room there was a tv on the wall and a short, long and wooden drawer on one wall.

Perfect. I jump onto the bed and I sink it all in. This place is heaven on earth! This bed it literally conforming to my body. I will not have back problems when I'm here!