Chapter 96: New Form Of Punishment?

Chapter 96: New Form Of Punishment?
Maisie's POV:

The longer the time went on, the colder I started to feel with each passing moment. I couldn't help but wonder what might be keeping Him, the big, scary man. Maybe... He was trying to teach me something new by making me wait here. I guess that, since this place was new, He needed to teach me a few things about what would be expected of me, so I would know my place.

My mother was not all that good at teaching me new things. I just wish I knew what I was supposed to be learning right now. Practically, when I thought about it, Mother hardly wanted to teach me. I know He has yet to punish me for anything, though waiting here made me wonder. I don't know what else it could be considered. Maybe this was a new form of punishment.

I know in the past I would get punished for things I was not aware I had done wrong. Someone else could have made the mistake, but it would always get blamed on me. As I thought about it further, maybe that was the case at this time as well. He was going to punish me without having to touch me, and that was the hardest thing to process.

Getting punished with silence and the torment of the various thoughts running through my mind. Yes, this has to be it. It must be a new form of punishment. That sounds about right. He could punish me without touching me by making me stand here.

I did not like getting punished, but I also did not want Him to hit me with His claws out either. My mother tore the skin on my face every time she did that, and He was a whole lot bigger than my mother. Still, no matter what, I didn't want to disappoint Him for moving when He was the one who stood me up in this position. Even though I still didn't know what to do, I was getting colder, as I wasn't sure how much time had passed.

What can I do to help? I looked around the area and noticed He left everything where He had put it. I guess I was supposed to do the same thing. He did not even take His shoes with Him, the ones He had put against the cabinet. He was the one who placed me in this position, so I had to remain still. If I moved, then He might... No, He said He was not going to punish me before we got here. He told me that back at the place where I woke up, connected to all those wires. So why was He making me stand here like this now?

The longer I stood there, the more my legs started to hurt. I tried to look around to see what else I could see. I looked over at the counter and saw some other clothes he must have brought with him, lying there. I also noticed the item lying on the floor that I had worn before he got me into this large bowl of water. Everything was in the same place where he had left it, so I was left with no other choice. I was going to have to stay in the same place that He left me as well, no matter how long it was going to take for Him to return.

All of a sudden, I felt dizzy as the room started to spin. I held the sheet around me with one hand and pressed the other against the side of my head to try to stop the spinning. This was common for me. It happened quite often, but normally, it started at the end of the day, when I was in my room after I'd finished all my chores. The only other time it happened was when I was walking to the garage and fell over, hitting my head on the wall outside my room. I was glad my mother was not there to see that.

Why was I feeling like this? Was it something in the wires connected to my arm earlier that made me feel like this all of a sudden? Just then, it was like I was falling, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. The next thing I saw was the top of the room, where the sky would be. After that, I felt myself falling more, right into the water, hearing it splash loudly as it rushed over and into my eyes.

What's happening!? I didn't even get a chance to take a breath before I was covered by the water once again. Was I going to get out of this? I started to panic, even trying to get my legs under me to push myself up and out of the water. I even tried to move my arms around, trying to grab hold of something, anything.

At that moment, my right arm hit something under the water. I immediately pulled my arm back, holding it close to my chest. With my left hand, I grabbed my right wrist, squeezing it tightly as the pain pulsed up and down my entire arm.

How was I going to last much longer if I couldn't get a chance to take a breath?! Just then, my legs finally found their footing, as my knees touched something under the water. I pushed with all my might, trying to pick myself up and out. However, when I pushed off, I didn't realize I was pushing myself back through the water, not up and out like I had hoped.

I hit something... hard! Now my entire neck was extremely sore as I scraped along something hidden beneath the water. This was a nightmare. What's happening to me? Why did I not know how to get out of a water source like this?

I tried to raise my head as high as I could, and I finally felt my face break the surface. I took in a sharp, deep breath as I tried to sit up higher. However, when I did that, I also took in a decent amount of water too. I started coughing really hard and wasn't sure I would make it past this point.

Was I even going to live to see tomorrow at this rate!? This was certainly a new kind of punishment. This bowl of water was really deep, and I had no idea how to make the water go away. As I lay there with my mouth and nose barely out of the water, I forced myself to try to calm down.

When I moved, the water splashed and covered my face again. I guess I was going to have to stay in this position until I could stand up and get out. I needed to be in the position He left me in.

Would He believe me when He came back that this was not my fault? Would He even care to hear what really happened? Would He know that I didn't mean to fall down? Or would He even care about me at all?