Why I told George that Gatsby ran over and killed Myrtle

     I hated Gatsby. Hated him from the minute I met him. I wanted him gone, away from my Daisy. She was mine and he was going to take her away from me! What else was I supposed to do? I had to get rid of him somehow. When I heard that his car hit Myrtle and her dead body was laying in the road right in front of my eyes, I knew what I was going to do. He was the cause of all the events and bad things that were happening to me. Gatsby and Daisy were having an affair and they both acted like no one knew but everyone knew! He made Daisy turn on me. Of course, Daisy and I had issues and she knew I was cheating but I always came back to her. I loved her more than I had ever loved anyone. She loved me too. Hah! He even tried to get her to admit to me that she never loved me but I knew she did. She was my everything and I was her everything. She was my golden girl and I could not lose her. After the accident, George kept bugging me about whose car it was. I had to tell him, I mean c’mon…his wife was cheating on him with me. Of course George knew so it was not a big secret but I had to do something good for him. I felt terrible about the whole thing. So I did. I told him that it was Gatsby’s car and that Gatsby had hit Myrtle. It is quite sad that Myrtle had to get hurt in the end but at least Gatsby is gone. I knew what George was going to do. I knew he was going to go to Gatsby’s and shoot the man but I did not care. What a shame that George shot himself. I could have helped him even though I resented him for trying to take Myrtle away. At least, I will not get the blame. I can continue living with nothing on my soul. Although, I kind of do regret leading George to Gatsby and letting him kill Gatsby. I truly do. I try to act like nothing happened but it is hard. Daisy has not been the same. She puts a smile on her face but I can see it in her eyes that she misses him more so than ever. Now that I think about it though, I do not regret it. Gatsby was a thief, he was going to steal my prized treasure. I wish I could have gotten rid of him sooner. What a bastard! At least, he is gone now and I can enjoy life again with my beautiful wife.