The red means... I love you (Billy Loomis x Hannah Miller/ reader)

Two

I wake up to the sound of beeping. My eyes flutter open and I have to raise my hand to shield them from the blinding light. The feeling of something tugging my hand away from my eyes is what makes me squint to take in my surroundings

"She's awake" A woman's voice says. I look up and see her standing, dressed all in blue.
"Hi, im Natalie" She smiles. A man, also dressed all in blue with a white jacket, walks through the door with a large smile on his face

"Glad to see you awake, Miss Miller. My names Jack" He shakes my hand and writes something on a clipboard

"Where am I?" I ask

"You're in the hospital" The woman explains, taking my arm in her hand. She raises her other hand, revealing a needle

"Woah! What's that for?!"

"It's just to check your blood, don't worry, sweetheart" She smiles. She slides the needle into my hand and I watch as she sticks it in place

"What happened?" I ask

"You were attacked" The man tells me. Flashbacks of before I blacked out flood my mind.

"Can you tell us anything about what happened before you blacked out?"

"Where is she?" I whisper

"Who?"

"Casey. Casey Becker?"

"Oh, sweetheart" The woman sighs "I'm so sorry"

"What... What are you talking about?" I ask, tears forming in my eyes

"Your friend... she was killed during the attack" The woman's face lowers, sadness and sympathy filling her eyes

"No" I laugh, shaking my head "Don't joke with me. This isn't the time for jokes" I tell her

"Hannah..." She sighs

"Tell me this is a fucking joke!" A tear slips down my cheek but I quickly wipe it away "Tell me you're joking..." I whisper, bring my hands to my face "Please..."

"I wish I could"

"Hannah" The man says, causing me to look up "Someone is here to see you"

Casey's parents walk through the door and a sad smile spreads across their faces

"We'll give you 5 minutes" Natalie smiles. I nod and watch them take a seat beside my bed

"How're you feeling?"

"I'm in a lot of pain..." I sigh, wincing as I pull myself to sit up

"Take it easy" Mrs Becker says, placing her hand on mine

"I'm really sorry about Casey. I should've- I should've been downstairs with her. I was too worried about what my makeup looked like" My eyes prick with tears again
"I'm so sorry. I sh- Should've done more"

"You were attacked, Hannah" Mr Becker sighs "You did all you could"

"No. I should've been downstairs" I cry "Sooner. I should've gone down sooner. I heard her crying but she told me she was okay and just overthinking stuff. I shouldn't have believed her. I should've checked on her. I should've- should've-"