𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐀✔️ (Lost Mafia Princess)

9. Friends

My playlist was playing, and 'The Thrill' by Wiz Khalifa and Empire of the Sun was playing, so I recommend listening to it while reading this chapter.

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I didn't plan to end up with my bike upside down in the ocean, but hey, it happens to the best of us.

How I got in this position? Well, let's see.

I drive up and down the streets of Taormina, with no idea of what to do next, as I drive along the pedestrian path, not caring about the curious looks people give me. It's a free country thankyou very much. After driving around, I spot a little path leading down to the beach.

I get an idea, and I check the time on my phone. 10:29. I still had time to kill. I look around before driving down the path, coming out onto the nearly empty beach, with only a few people sunbathing. I drive up and down the beach at full speed, making sure to dodge the sunbathers, but after an hour, I get bored so I formed another brilliant idea; to build a ramp. I park my bike onto the beach away from people, as I walk back into the street and look around for anything useful.

After an hour of collecting random trash, I bring my things back to my bike: three wooden planks, a dumpster, and an old mattress. A decent haul. It takes me an hour to finish my ramp, and by the time it's done, it's nearly 2PM. I stand back and smile at my new ramp. Positioned on the dumpster, the 3 planks of wood were tightly wound together with one of my shoelaces and dug deep into the sand, as the mattress was on the other side.

I get my bike as I hop on and drive a few metres away, before I rev the bike and drive towards the ramp, the speed increasing, as I drive up and off, and my heart beats with adrenaline, as I realise I grossly underestimated the distance this thing could go.

I practically watch in slow motion as my bike leaves the ramp, before realising that there is no way that I'll be even close to the mattress. With no sign of my bike slowing down, I make a split second decision and push myself off, falling to the ground and pushing it towards the water.

I just manage to land on the very corner of the mattress, before I sit up with a small groan and watch as my bike slowly falls, falls, and falls into the water, before it sunk to the bottom with a splash.

Well, fuck.

Now, I knew it probably wasn't a good idea to put the ramp near the water, but I figured in the worst case scenario, sand would be softer than concrete.

I'm just glad I found a mattress, because if I hid the sand from that high, I'd be lucky to walk away with all bones in place.

I stand up, and I put my hands in my pocket and search around for my phone and AirPods, but they weren't there.

I check every pocket and area of the beach it sand could have landed on, before looking wistfully towards the water, and realising they had probably flown out and landed with my bike in the water.

Double fuck.

One thing was for sure, I was not going into the water.

I look around the beach, before I see the faint outline of a dock in the distance, but it had to be at least a couple football fields away, and I could not be bothered to walk that far, my whole body beginning to ache from the mattress.

So instead, I look around until I spot a blue Toyota Hilux under a tree, hidden from sight. I try my best to subtly move towards it as I try every handle, but it was locked, until I moved to the back.

Quietly praying, I try to handle to the back of the car, and almost sigh in relief as it clicks and lifts upward.

I just manage to fit through the gap as I climb into the front seat, before I pull off the dashboard and cut a few wires before tying them together, as the car starts. I should be a professional thief, I'm damned good at it.