One Head Bump and another universe later

Mikayla and Ri

*A/N hi this is probably the only time i'll do this but i wanted to thank my best friend zero for the idea of ri- it really shaped my storyline for the better and i wanted to thank them for the word shitbird i couldn't have done this without you <3 also i suggest following them and reading their storys, they were the first one to comment on this part and their writing is amazing. Enjoy the story*

It's been nine months since Ollie was killed and six months since Ri got involved in solving Ollie's murder with me. My Name is Mikayla Garcia. My best friend Oliver Gonzales died in my arms, and I can't remember why.

    Right now, I'm waiting in my room waiting for Ri to come back with my fucking coffee so I can sort through all of ollies shit to try and remember what happened when they died but if I don't have my coffee that's not going to end good for anyone. I've been relying on coffee for the past nine months now to be able to stay awake since my sleep has gone down the shitter. I hear someone starting to walk up the stairs. My face automatically lit up then Ri walked through the door "Hey Mika here's your soul, drink it." I glare at him but in reality, I'm happy he's been with me for the past six months bringing me coffee. I break my glare smiling, "Thanks shitbird, you didn't poison this did you" even though i said it jokingly i didn't expect a response "Only with an extra shot of espresso we got a long day ahead." Ri started grinning knowing that I appreciated the extra kick. "Thanks Ri, really, I appreciate it, now let's get to work shall we."

    One word to describe Ri Fellowes would be caring. Most people are intimidated by him and his rough exterior but in reality, they are one of the sweetest guys ever. When most people see him, they see his six feet height, their alternative style, their muscular body, unique and beautiful grey eyes and think that Ri's just a random cisgender maybe straight guy who is a gym rat and makes fun of other people. Hell, even I thought that at first, but that couldn't be farther from the truth. None of those assumptions are even remotely accurate. In reality Ri is a sweet, gentle, caring, kind of dysphoric pan trans dude who only acts with such a rough exterior, so people don't try and fuck with him. I used to be kind of scared to talk to him because he seemed cool, but also kind of scary, on the other hand, he also was friends with ollie, so I had a feeling he was a good guy since after ollies parents abuse, they always had a good selection of friends because they new what to watch out for. So there was really no reason for me to be scared of them but then again i didnt want to embarrass myself infront of ri because i frankly just wanted to impress him. Which i find ironic now because of the fact that i am currently in my pajamas, bed head, holding coffee like a maniac about to sort through my deceased besties belongings looking like an absolute mess Chillin with ri. Me and Ri first started talking like a year ago when ollie wanted me and ri to meet because they thought that we would get along well which they were thankfully correct about or that would've been an awkward day. Me and Ri got really close these past six months, spending almost everyday together. When we are taking a break from finding out what happened to ollie and trying to get my memory back we'll sit around playing Mario kart and spend time outside exploring the city in new york eating pizza. But on the days that we are gonna look into ollie we always stop for a coffee at our favorite little cafe first and talk about something mindless, like what we're thinking about the next math test coming up but when we do start talking about ollie and my memories Ri always makes sure that I feel 100% comfortable with them, knowing how much im struggling with ollies death and accepting it. I know Ri isn't doing okay with the whole situation either. Even though i don't know how I can help him, I just try to make sure I'm there for them as much as he's there for me.

    "Ok Mikayla, where do we start?" Ri stated pointing at all the boxes. Ollie's parents let me borrow Ollie's boxes of stuff hoping that it will trigger some sort of memory so I can tell everyone what happened so that they could have closure. But still there is nothing. Nada. No memories have come back yet. Which the physiatrist called 'normal,' whelp i call it bullshit. I look up at Ri "I'm not sure where we're supposed to start, hell, I don't even know what we're looking for I guess we just look and hope something will either give me a clue or trigger my damn memory" I said sighing, sad that the effects of the coffee haven't hit me in a total of twenty seconds. Ri looks at me "Do you think that we should go to the spot where ollie died?" Ri said grimacing, obviously not liking the idea either but also knowing that we have to do something. "I know I should go back there; I really should go see if anything happens if I go back, hell I should go to just pay my respects and say something, but I just can't bring myself to do it yet, I'm sorry." I replied to Ri being more disappointed in myself then ever "Hey Mika, look at me" I glance up at Ri "You don't have to be sorry; you never have to be sorry I didn't really want to go there just yet either by just knowing that ollie died there I can't even begin to imagine what you must be going through right now. I'm here for you though, whenever you're ready. Now how about we pick a movie and snuggle up on the couch looking through ollie's old photo album, sound good?" Ri asked rubbing their hand on my shoulder, comforting me, I nod my head in response.

    We decided to watch monsters inc for the thousandth time because its Ri's favorite movie and I quite enjoy it too, even though I'd never admit that to Ri.