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I woke up in a hotel room refreshed and happy. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was free. I felt like I was able to relax because for right now I didn't have to worry about money. Mac had 300,000 in cash. I was sure most of that was to keep the club up and running but I couldn't wait for that shit to shut down. Lights gone off. Building knocked down and nobody would remember shit from that place. It was a great feeling. More than that, nobody would know I was the one who killed him. Plenty of people wanted him dead and all I had to do was play dumb. I didn't have a phone so nobody could reach me, and hell who would? As far as I was concerned I didn't have no family. It was just me and I needed a fresh start. Even tho it had been a good while since his death, I still needed to go somewhere that nobody knew me, maybe start using my real name. Most people just knew me by Peaches. They didn't know anything else. Even if they looked up Kelly Rowland's sister online it wouldn't give them any information because I checked a long time ago and came up with nothing. So this was now working in my favor.
I had done some light shopping at the mall and got just a few things to help me leave Georgia. The thing is..where could I possibly go? I thought about going to New Orleans because my mom was from there and we had family there but I didn't wanna go somewhere else just to fail again. I thought about Cali but that was way too far. Miami would be nice for the weather but I didn't wanna go there either. That was too close to Georgia. I finally decided on New York. I probably wouldn't make it that long on 300k but it would be a nice start for my life. I hadn't flown in years and I didn't know what the policy was on flying with money but I had to get outta here so I packed it anyways and headed to the airport.
When I got onto the plane, I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled knowing that I was about to start a brand new life of peace.
When I got to New York, I was amazed. I hadn't seen this place since I was a little girl and it had changed so much. It was still fast and lively from what I remember and this is where I felt like I needed to be. I smiled all the way to the hotel and smiled all the way to my room. I couldn't believe a moment ago I was unhappy and afraid in Atlanta, and now I was enjoying the scenery of New York. It was unbelievable.
My hotel room looked way better than that dump of a room at the motel 6 in Atlanta. This hotel looked like a celebrity would be staying here. This shit was nice and cozy. After I spent the day shopping at reasonable places just to get a wardrobe going, I came back to the hotel to take the hottest shower I could take. I probably hadn't had a good shower like that in months and it felt like everything including my stress was washing down into the drain pipes. More importantly, not once did I think about weed or getting anything to drink. This place was just like a breath of fresh air and I was enjoying it.
After I got out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around me and went to stand on the balcony to listen to the traffic below me and I felt great. Horns were honking every five seconds but I was seriously enjoying the moment.
"You seem to be enjoying the traffic," I heard a familiar voice say.
I looked to see that it was Jay-Z. He was standing on his balcony too, smoking a cigar. What the hell was he doing at this hotel? I mean I know I said this hotel was built for celebrities but I meant B list not somebody like him. I tried to remain as calm as I could answering him.
