YOU CHANGE MY WORLD

 "I want to know something, Anni."

  "Tell me, why don't you moan out loud when I was fucking you" Marchen asked with a devilish grin, his arrogant tone dripping with mockery.

 "I don't know," AnniBerry replied. "Maybe it's because you're too selfish and arrogant. All I can think about is how I became your sex toy. That thought is so deeply rooted in my mind that I forget to moan. I'm sorry."

  "Sorry?" Marchen stepped closer until only inches separated them. His broad chest towered over her, his well-defined abs making him look even more intimidating. A devilish grin spread across his face.

  "Did you just say sorry to me, Anni?"

 "Anni, my love, you've been disrespecting me a lot lately. Do you want me to teach you a lesson you'll never forget? Have you forgotten how easily I can get women of any status to lie in my bed while I fuck them hard?"

 Disgust flashed across AnniBerry's face as she stared into his eyes.

 "Then let me go. Stop calling me over just for sex. Stop treating me like a dog. Even a dog is treated better than the way you treat me. Just stop calling me!" she shouted, the veins in her neck almost visible with rage. She was annoyed, so annoyed of being discarded by Marchen like a sex toy when he came. Ever since her cousin accidentally broke the windshield of his Tesla. It was a fatal accident that led to a misery in AnniBerry's life and she needs to be with Machen for protection from some unknown people.

  Three weeks earlier......

  AnniBerry was at a restaurant with her cousin, Merrilyn. Merrilyn had just won the award for the Best Chef in Florida. She had competed against five other chefs and emerged victorious. Since AnniBerry was both her favorite cousin and her only true friend, Merrilyn invited her out to celebrate. AnniBerry arrived at the restaurant on her power bike. After parking it near the entrance, she walked inside and joined Merrilyn at their table.

 "You really shouldn't be riding that bike anymore, Anni," Merrilyn said, concern evident in her voice.

  "Don't worry, cuz. I'll fix the brakes next week when I get paid," AnniBerry replied with a reassuring smile.

 "I still don't understand how you managed to ride it all the way here," Merrilyn said, shaking her head.

 "Oh, come on, Merry. The brakes still work. You just have to know when and how to apply them. It's easy, AnniBerry said with a confident smile.

  Merrilyn's face lit up with excitement. She had always wanted to ride AnniBerry's bike, but AnniBerry constantly complained about its faulty brakes, so she had never been given the chance. Hearing that the brakes still worked, even if they required careful handling, filled her with excitement. She silently promised herself that she would ride the bike before the day ended.

  The cousins enjoyed a delicious pepperoni pizza, famous for being one of the best in Florida and a favorite of theirs. They chatted about everything they could think of, laughing so loudly that they disturbed the peaceful atmosphere of the restaurant. Fortunately, no one dared to complain. It was a public place, after all. When they finally finished eating, they gathered their belongings and prepared to leave.

 "AnniBerry.." Merrilyn called, wearing a pleading expression. "Can I ride your bike today? Please?"

 "My bike?" AnniBerry asked, surprised.

 She was secretly happy that Merrilyn no longer saw her bike as something dangerous and finally wanted to ride it. But almost immediately, her excitement faded.

  No.

 Only she had mastered how to handle the bike despite its faulty brakes. Letting someone else ride it felt like handing them danger. She wanted to make Merrilyn happy, yet fear tightened its grip around her heart. An internal battle raged within her.

  Finally, she forced a smile.

 "Okay... let's go."

  Merrilyn's face brightened instantly. She grabbed her handbag and rushed out of the restaurant as though she had been set free.

 "The keys!" she said excitedly, stretching out both hands like a little child waiting for candy.

  Smiling nervously, AnniBerry placed the keys in her cousin's hands. Merrilyn immediately gripped the bike's handlebars, swung one leg over the seat, and settled onto it. She planted both feet on the foot pegs and started the engine. Before AnniBerry could stop her or give a final warning, Merrilyn twisted the throttle. The motorcycle shot forward. AnniBerry's smile disappeared. Fear instantly flooded her face as she realized what was happening. Everything had happened so quickly that she hadn't expected Merrilyn to ride off without listening to her instructions.

 "The brakes!" AnniBerry screamed at the top of her lungs, waving her arms frantically.

  "Merrilynnnn!!! The brakessss!! But the roar of the engine drowned out her voice.

  "No" she cried, sprinting after the speeding motorcycle with all the strength she had.

  Merrilyn's heart pounded violently as she sped down the road.She reached for the brake lever and squeezed it. Nothing happened. Her eyes widened in horror.

  "No... no..."

  She squeezed the brake lever again, this time with more force. The motorcycle refused to slow down. Panic surged through her body. She gripped the handlebars tightly and desperately pumped the brake lever again and again, but the bike continued racing forward as though it had a mind of its own.

  "Oh my God!" she screamed.

  Right ahead of her, parked outside a nearby fuel station, was a sleek blue Tesla. The owner was nowhere in sight. The motorcycle was heading straight toward it.

 "No!" Merrilyn cried, her voice breaking with terror.

 She tried one last time to stop the bike, clamping down on the brake lever with all her strength. It was useless. The distance between the motorcycle and the Tesla disappeared in the blink of an eye.

 Crash!

  The motorcycle slammed into the front windshield of the Tesla with a deafening impact. Glass exploded into the air, scattering across the pavement as the force of the collision threw Merrilyn off the bike.

 Her body flew through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

  Everything went silent.

 Back at the restaurant, AnniBerry had lost sight of her cousin. She kept running, her heart pounding so hard it felt ready to burst from her chest.

 "Please be okay," she whispered between gasps. 

  "Please... don't let anything happen to her."

 Moments later, the wail of approaching sirens shattered the silence. Police vehicles and ambulances sped past her toward the fuel station. Her breathing became uneven.

"No..." she whispered.

  "No.. no.. no.."

 Ignoring the pain burning through her legs, AnniBerry forced herself to run even faster. When she finally reached the fuel station, a crowd had already gathered around the accident. She pushed through the onlookers with trembling hands.

  Then she saw it. The shattered blue Tesla. Her mangled motorcycle lying on its side. Broken glass covering the ground.

 And Merrilyn...

  Lying motionless in a pool of blood.

  AnniBerry's world came crashing down.Her knees gave way beneath her.A piercing scream escaped her lips before darkness swallowed her whole.

 She blacked out.