Hi all! This is another project from my English class two years ago. This was a perspective swap between characters of the Great Gatsby in a particular scene. I worked on this with a classmate, so shout-out to her, wherever she may be now. Thank you!
Gatsby Project: POV Swap
Characters: Gatsby ([Classmate]) and Tom ([Daniya])
Scene: Hotel room fight in chapter 7
*Tom POV*
"So, I heard Mr. Gatsby that you're an Oxford man," I began, curious to hear this bastard's story. He hesitated, "Well, not exactly..."
"But you went there, right?" I pressed on. He gave a slight nod, "Yes, I went there," then all fell silent, but he claimed to have stayed there for only five months. He told me, "I can't really call myself an Oxford man..." I narrowed my eyes at this statement. He explained that he and other officers were able to attend universities in Europe because they had served in the war.
"What trouble are you trying to cause in my house? What are you looking for?" Before he could answer, Daisy replied, "He isn't causing trouble Tom, you are." The bitch had the nerve to tell me to have some "self-control" when she damn well knew I was right to confront this man of mystery.
"You tell me to have self-control? I suppose I ought to sit back and watch Mr. Nobody from nowhere make love to my wife?"
Jordan murmured something and Nick uncomfortably looked down at his shoes. We were all angry from this awkward situation. Things went down south when Gatsby started with this "old sport" nonsense.
"Let me tell you something, old sport-"
Daisy interrupted him, begging us all to return home, but I wasn't giving in so easily.
"I want to know what Gatsby has to say."
And then the devil itself was unleashed, if you may.
"Your wife doesn't love you," he told me, "she never did. She loves me."
Outraged, I exclaimed how this bastard was evidently crazy. He cried, "She never loved you, you hear? She's only with you because you're rich; she couldn't stand to wait around for me, and I was dirt poor." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nick and Jordan attempting to leave, but they were too intrigued by this confrontation to exit.
"All of you, sit down. I want to know what the hell has been going on."
Gatsby then went on to tell me that such interactions with my wife had been going on for five years, which I didn't know. But it didn't make any sense! They couldn't meet for five damn years, yet he claimed they'd loved each other the whole time! What?!
"We loved each other that whole time, old sport-"
"You're crazy!" That's when I lost it. I exploded at every word the man said, I had every right to. He went on to tell me that she never loved me and doesn't now, which I knew damn well it was a lie. I snapped, "Daisy loved me when she married me, and she loves me now."
"No."
"Oh yes, she does, even when I make an idiot of myself, I'll always come back. I love her all the time..."
Daisy stepped in, to tell me I was "revolting". Gatsby told her that her past was over now with me and she ought to tell truth- that she didn't love me now, and never did. Reluctantly, she spoke, "I never loved him."
I began to remind her of all the times we spent, inquiring her if it was all true. The only words that uttered out of her mouth were, "Please don't..." After moments of her sobbing, she cried to Gatsby, expressing how he expected too much.
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