Chapter 7

   Once we got back to the house everything was slow. It was little to no conversation. I just sat in the room wondering why Gatsby took the blame for hitting Myrtle. He told Nick that he was behind the wheel when it was really me. That showed how much he truly cares for me. I wondered if Myrtle was okay, or if she even knew who was in the car. I kept having flashbacks to the accident. I was driving down the road and I saw a figure crossing the street. Then BOOM! I didn't even look back. Without any hesitation I just continued to drive. Gatsby was yelling out something but I didn't know what was going on. I couldn't focus enough to stop and listen to him. Gatsby really showed how genuine he is about me. I can honestly say that the feelings are more than what they were. He didn't have to take the blame or explain to Nick what happened. This showed me that he really did care and he was sincere with his protection of me. I just imagined how different things would've been, had it been Tom in the car, I probably would've came out injured as well. I was glad that nobody was really asking questions about Myrtles condition. I feel bad for just fleeing afterwards, but I couldn't fathom what it would've been like if I stopped. I'm thankful Gatsby was there with and for me throughout this whole accident.