Cancer(Eddie Kaspbrack X Reader)

Why does this happen?

Y/n POV

I was in my room by myself, I was getting ready to hang out with the losers club today. I was getting dressed when I started to get really bad head pain. It was hard to think and move but then it went away, but when I turned around there was something.....

It was a piece of paper set on my bed with a picture of me saying I was missing. I looked at it wide eye and then the paper went up in flames making me drop it. I felt like I was having a panic attack.

I then shook it off and though maybe a nice warm bath would help clear my mind. As I made it to the bathroom I closed the door behind, turned the water on and got undressed.

As I got in the tub my body started to relax, I then slipped under the water to wash my hair and face, and clear away all my thoughts.

I was trying to sit back up but it was like I was stuck under the water. I started panicking, I couldn't breath. This was like my worst nightmare coming true. No one was around to help me or see me struggling for air.

Was I really going to die this soon. I should've just left the house instead of taking a bath. What if what happened in my bedroom wasn't my imagination......what if I really was drowning.

All of a sudden my head made it back to the surface of the water, I was breathing fast, my heart was pounding, and I was crying. I then quickly got out of the tub and rapped a towel around me.

I left the bath tub untouched afraid of what would happen next. As I tried opening the door it wouldn't budge, I started hearing a demented voice laugh.

The faucet to the tub started to go on squirting out water and filing the tub more.

Now the tub was full and flooding. The door was not opening and I'm going to die in my bathroom.

"What's wrong........I thought you loved the nice warm water Y/N.....or should I say Big C"said the demonic voice.

Then a figure started to form from the bathtub and it looked like a clown.

I started screaming as it was getting closer to me. Trying to see if my luck would change on me, seeing if this door would open, or see if someone would come and help me at least.

The bathroom floor had nothing but water on it, the bathroom was flooding. I always had a fear of drowning as a kid. I rather die from a disease than drown painfully slow in water.

Sry for the short chapter...