Gatsby: Mind and Daisy

Gatsby

Jaylene P.

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I was so nervous, I felt as if I was going to be sick. Daisy was special and I wanted to win her back, now that I had everything that she had wanted before. I could take care of her now. I had the biggest amount of gratitude towards Nick for doing this for me. If only he had known how deep this reconnection with Daisy meant to me. Nick didn’t know the little details that had been buried many years ago. I was wearing the best suit that I owned and my hair was slicked back in its usual way. The Scotch on the rocks I had to calm my nerves was sitting beside me on the dining table.
As I paced back and forth from one end of the table to the other, I started to have doubts that clouded my mind. What if Daisy wasn’t happy to see me? What if she didn’t even care about the things I could do for her? She might not even want to leave Tom, even though she knows he is cheating on her with another woman. It was the money
Tom had, of course, but I had more. I could treat Daisy better, kinder even. Not in a lifetime would I think to hurt Daisy the way Tom had done. How disrespectful to do to a woman. Perhaps I had gotten ready to early, but I was incredibly nervous and I had nothing else to do but sit and wait around for the time where I could be reunited with
Daisy once more.
This had to have been one of the most happiest days of my life, I just couldn’t believe that it was actually happening to me. Still, the doubts filled my mind as it pulled away any happiness I had about this occurrence. What if she didn’t even give me a second glance? What if she didn’t love me anymore? I mean, she had obviously

moved on to better things. I shook my head as if to physically get rid of these tormenting thoughts in my head. She will be happy to see me, I thought to myself. I decided to move to my living area where I could sit and relax before I headed over to
Nick’s house. As I took a seat in the large chair, I let out a breath of air that I hadn’t noticed I’d kept in. I was way more nervous than I had let myself out to be, this was so frightening, how scared I was to see Daisy for the first time in what felt like an eternity.
I pulled out the morning’s newspaper as a distraction from what was to come later on in the evening. Nothing was helping.
Finally, I stood up and tossed the newspaper. This was downright ridiculous. How could I be this nervous? It was just Daisy, for Christ’s sake! My once lover, who was taken away by that scoundrel, Tom. God, how his very name felt like poison on my tongue. Some man he thinks he is. Perhaps if Daisy were to know about this meeting, would she be just as nervous as I? Would she be pacing from room to room in her house, that I had bought her, just so I would know that she was there, right there every day. The anticipation I felt was a feeling unlike any other. This had better go well with Daisy, for if she didn’t want to see me, I wouldn’t know what to do. How I had gone this long without her, I will never be able to fathom. I once again cleared my mind and all the doubts and managed to convince myself that Daisy still loved me, and a small sliver of hope inside thought that maybe, just maybe, Daisy thought of me when I was too, thinking of her. This night was going to be magnificent, I could feel it.
Daisy was going to be happy to see me, and we were all going to have a grand time at
Nick’s place. Nothing was going to get in our way, not now. Nothing could, actually.

This was meant to be. Daisy was meant to be with me, not that dog, Tom. Daisy was mine, I wanted her, and I always get what I want. Nothing is going to stop me this time.