What are you? // Pennywise x y/n

Chapter 30: Sorted

You grab onto the doorway, the lights still flashing. They flash more aggressively, more and more flickering. Your eyes start to strain, your hand cramps. "HELP" you yell, wincing as you grip onto the doorway.
"Give in already, you knew it would happen at least once more"
You reach to kick him but miss and kick a mop.
The lights go off.
"Fuck where's a switch" he huffs angrily.
He clicks it on, then resumes pulling you back into the closet.
"Fucking let go already"
"Piss off" you scream.
You turn around to look at him. His teeth snarled.
You face into the hallway, managing to pull yourself slightly through the door.
Your arms start to get tired.
He kicks you in the rib, you cry out and drop to the floor to hold it.
You cough in pain.
"Don't be pathetic" he rolls his eyes.
You shut your eyes tight.
"Please don't"
"Shut up" he says, you hear him bending down.
Silence, then there's extra footsteps. Davids shoes squeak across the floor beside you and through the door.
You open your eyes, David was being held by bill. Bill covers his mouth.
"You need to drop this unhealthy obsession" bill starts.
David tries shoving him away, no use of course.
You push yourself up slowly, holding your rib. You lean on your elbows.
You were only in for 20 minutes and this had happened.
"Now you can hurry off, or continue to pick something between me and y/n"
He lets go of David.
"You can't get me to give up this easily you know" David yells, jogging off. He looks back in disgust.
Bill sighs and turns to you.
"Welcome back y/n" he greets, bending down from where he is.
"He just doesn't seem to want to give you up huh"
"Because he knows he can succeed" you mumble, looking down. Your rib was aching.
"Be careful" he starts, he chokes mid sentence.
"You're bleeding" he gulps, standing up and turning around.
"Am I?" You ask, you remove your hand.
Your rib must be broken, you stand up slowly. You get a huge sharp pain from that area causing you to drop. Tears spike in the corner of your eyes.
"Oh dear" he gulps, holding his nose.
"Let's get this sorted, and then we can speak" he rushes, panicked.