What I was thinking after Gatsby lost his temper

      Jay Gatsby was not the man everyone thought he was and I had proved it. He was not even a real man, a real man keeps his temper even when everything is going wrong. I continuously kept my temper even when I knew Gatsby and Daisy were having an affair. I knew Gatsby would eventually snap if I kept picking at him. He had a fantasy in his mind that he wanted to come true, but it was not going to. Daisy would not admit she never loved me and how could he think that she could? He could not change the past even if he truly wanted to. Then, boom! He finally snapped and pushed the flowers and vases off of a tabletop. Then he shoved me onto sofa, getting ready to punch me, but instead, he stopped straightened his hair and his suit out. Everyone in the room was stunned, especially Daisy. He had never showed her this side of him and tried to keep it from her. I got him to let it all out, and now, everyone knew he was not the calm, cool guy they knew. Daisy ran out and I let Gatsby run out after her, knowing full well that nothing would happen between them. This little, dumb affair was over. Gatsby’s true colors were showing fully. Now Daisy would know that I was the better man for her. After Daisy and Gatsby left, it was extremely quiet. I asked Nick or Jordan if they wanted anything or any of the leftover alcohol, but they did not. Randomly, Nick said that it was his birthday. What a peculiar thing to say at such a terrible time. He was a quite unique character though. I felt bad for the young lad. All these terrible things had happened on his birthday. At least in the end, everyone knew Gatsby was a fake and I was the one who showed everyone that he was.