Wednesday, May 8, 2019
What I was feeling When Tom Punched Myrtle
When Tom and I first went into New York that summer we passed through the Valley of the Ashes. It is an awful place where people mope around slowly dying of all sorts of things. Perhaps one of he only attractive things about the place is a billboard for Doctor T.J Eckleberg. It is a blue billboard that has a set of eyes with glasses on. Some of the people that live in the valley of the ashes refer to it as a god that watches over and sees everything. Back to business. Tom and I were riding on the train through this place and Tom grabbed me and said that he wanted me to see his girl. So I reluctantly Jumped off the train and followed Tom to a small auto shop that had apartments above it. Tom started talking to what seemed to be the owner, Mr. George Wilson. I shook his hand and glanced at Tom who was looking around suspiciously. Then Myrtle Wilson came down the stairs bringing vitality into the room. Tom gave her a look and as Mr Wilson disappeared for a minute they talked. She met us in the city in an apartment that Tom bought for her. They had an extravagant little party that same night and it ended with me drunk and Tom hitting Myrtle for saying Daisy's name. As soon as I saw this thoughts began to race in my mind. I was scared that Tom would try to keep me quiet but I also felt bad for both Daisy and Myrtle. For they both loved a man who, to me, seemed quite rude and abusive.
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I do not apologize for the actions in which I have commit to Myrtle. I do many nice things for her, yet she still pushes my buttons when repeatedly stating Daisy's name. Hitting her was necessary for me to maintain some sort of dominance in this relationship. Either way, it's better off to keep this matter secret. -Tom
ReplyDeleteListen buddy. I don't need or want your pity. You have no idea about Tom's love for me and have absolutely no business commentating on how he displays it. Love makes people act in crazy ways. Tom is so in love with me that hitting me is the only way he can fully express it. His punch was an action of LOVE. It's not our fault that you can't understand the complexity of our romance. Tom loves me and I love him. That's all you need to know. I sure as hell don't need a damn hero. So how about you stop trying to be one.
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