The Worlds Chapter 2
Abigal started gasping for air. What was happening? She kicked with all her force at the leather cover above her, but she just sunk deeper into the stuffing of the couch pillows. The stuffing started getting in her mouth as Abi screamed for help. She could hear the rain dripping outside of the sofa as if nothing had changed about this mediocre day.
“Help!” screamed Abi.
Abigal drew in all her strength, while swallowing two cups of cushion stuffing, and kicked with her foot at the flexible leather cover. Her foot easily flew through the cover as if it was thin air. Abi was surprised that her foot received no resistance. Did my foot just go through a couch? Am I dreaming? She pressed against her elbows and pushed her stomach up. Abigal’s body drifted out of the sofa. Abi was afraid to relax because she thought she would fall back into the sofa. She reached her hands out of the sofa and pulled her head up. As soon as Abi’s head emerged, she rolled off the sofa struggling for air.
Abigal held her hands to her heart and felt faint. She turned her wide eyes to glance at the sofa. She crawled on the cold floor up to it. Abi stretched her palms to the leather. Her fingertips brushed against it. Abi relaxed and let her palm rest on the sofa. Just when Abi thought she had imagined everything, her hand got sucked into it. She pulled her hand out with a cry.
Laura came running into the room to find Abi pale and breathing heavily.
“What’s going on?” questioned Laura.
Abi straightened. She saw the worried look in her mother’s green eyes.
“I choked on a carrot. Didn’t mean to scare you…”
Laura raised her eyebrows.
“Why in the world would you scream like that if you choked on a carrot?”
“I was watching a scary movie. I screamed while eating a carrot and choked. I know, it sounds very stupid. Sorry for scaring you,” blurted Abigal.
“Don’t scream while eating,” concluded Laura, “I need to get back to my conference call. I can’t believe I left my colleagues without explaining.”
Laura walked out of the living room and into the dimly lit hallway. Abi listened to the office door open and close with a creak, she let out a rigid breath. Abi slowly stood up from the tile floor and walked up to the window. The cold rain continued to pellet at the glass as if nothing had changed. What is happening to me?
© 2019 Nicole Margulis