In F. Scott Fitzgerald's third book, The Great Gatsby, Fitzgerald uses his narrator, Nick Carraway as a vital tool to comprehend the purposefulness of this story. Imagine having the story in some other characters point of view, a cynical and more sardonic point of view. Daisy Buchanan's point of view would simply all relate to her. If it does not it has no need to be conversed about or it has to change to something about her. Daisy's conflict is her love for Jay Gatsby is hindered because she is married to her also unfaithful husband Tom Buchanan.
“No, stop please be quit everyone. I can not take it anymore.”
My courage is gone and I do not know what to say anymore. I am at a total loss for words. Tom wont stop asking Gatsby questions, and Gatsby will not stop answering them as if I only love him. Gatsby needs to comprehend I do love him, although I also love Tom. I am confused and I need to get this to work out in my favor. I can not do anything but cry, I need to compose myself but I do not know how. Gatsby is confused; I can read his emotions like a book but he will not stop trying to convince me that none of this is true.
“Please Tom! I can not stand this anymore!” Tom insists that I take Gatsby's car home while he was shouting to Gatsby “ Go on, he will not annoy you. I think he realizes that his presumptuous little flirtation is over.”
Tom thinks he won't be a problem anymore and that his relationship with me wont live on. I looked at Gatsby and we left before anybody could say anything else. As Gatsby and I arrived at the car I asked him to let me drive, I told him it would help me clear my mind and forget about everything.
He told me “If it helps clear your mind so you can make the right decisions about everything and just calm down overall, then fine.”
I answered with only a nod. All I want to do is get home. I can not stop thinking of everything I do not know how Tom figured out my affair with Gatsby. Why should he care though, he has his little affairs? I even had to move because of one of them. I think I just deserve an apology from him and then he can be forgiven. My mind is thinking as fast as I am driving. I need to slow down its starting to get dark. Actually on second thought, never mind I want to get home as soon as possible I just want to be alone. Gatsby is staring deeply at me; I can see it from the corner of my eye. How can he still love me after all those years? I wonder how hard his life must have been with loving me and not seeing me. I can see the love in his eyes.
Gatsby suddenly asked “How can you love him Daisy? He does not care as much as I do.”
I told him I did not feel like talking about it and that I was in no state to talk about it. I could not believe my day was ruined. All I wanted to do was go to the city, I even suggested it; but then Tom had to pick a fight with Gatsby and begin the shouting and bickering. I should not still be dwelling on their confrontation.
Gatsby questioned, ”Nothing of what happened today will change your love for me. Right?”
“Gatsby I will still love you as I always did this is just a setback in our little intrigue,” I answered, hoping it would not create any conversation. He sat there quiet for a second looking very puzzled but in a sense reassured. I hope his questions are done for now. We were getting close to wear we saw Tom Jordan and Nick stopped for gas. Oh no! What is this woman crazy?
“ Are you alright Daisy? What were you looking at? You could have swerved out of her way!” Gatsby said in a crazed voice.
“She ran in the way! I had no time to move!” I exclaimed, but in my own mind I knew it was Myrtle Wilson; that woman deserves to die anyway. She does not know how many dreadful nights of crying over Tom she caused knowing he was having an affair with another woman. The worst part is that I could never do anything about it until now.
“ Just keep going, do not stop!” Gatsby demanded. “ We have no need to stop. They will not find out it was us. As a matter of fact, if they do find out I will take the blame. I do not want you to have any of the burden.”
Gatsby is so single minded that he thinks of me before anything, I am not saying that is a bad thing but its probably going to get him killed one day. She messed up the car. There are dents in the front bumper and she took out one of the lights. This woman was not worth stopping for. Maybe I made the right choice of just going, although I think she may be suicidal. She jumped out in front of the car. Overall all the lady had problems and the least I did was take her out of this world. At least now she won't be messing with Tom.
“ Would you rather come over to my house? Tom may come back and start a problem and you and I do not want that for you.” Gatsby said.
I think he was just trying to get me over to his house so he would be able to talk me out of most of the things that Tom had said about him. I do not know if any of that is real, I do not think his family even has money. But I answered, “No thank you Jay all I want to do is get home, see my child and sleep.” This night was too eventful I am already exhausted. I guess he accepted my actions. All he did was nod. We arrived at my house.
Gatsby said, “I will take care of the car. You have no need to worry.”
I ran inside as if nothing would be stopping me. Gatsby, in all of his mysteriousness, and all of his thoughts, shrouded because of his love for me, is a wonderful man but he has only brought me more problems since we reunited.