“Brother, dont do this. Daisy, shes really not easy, who would willingly have a heart transplant, dont force her.” Catherine "Kitty" Genovese lay on the bed and advised in a soft voice.
Dizzy, as she fell into the endless darkness, she heard the familiar and indifferent voice next to her, “Take her back to Gatsby Mansion and lock her in the attic.”
After that day, she was confined in the attic of Gatsby Mansion.
She thought, he must hate her for dirtying the hospital, otherwise, how could he treat her like this?
The attic only had a high, narrow window to distinguish day from night, Daisy desperately cried for help, but no one cared.
Without water, her mouth dry, from the dark night sky slowly replacing the white sunlight, Daisy helplessly leaned against the door.
After a long time, she heard a familiar set of footsteps, and began to smash various items in the attic, the noise was shocking throughout Gatsby Mansion.
The moment the door opened, yellow warm light poured into the dark attic, Jay Gatsby saw Daisys pale figure curled up in the corner, a flicker of unease flashed through his heart, but his gaze then shifted to the smashed, messy items on the ground.
“This is just a little lesson for you, dont even think about hurting Kitty so you can escape the heart transplant.” Jay Gatsbys straight and slender legs came into Daisys eyes.
“I didnt want to hurt her...” Daisy looked up at his eyes, trying to find a glimmer of hope.
“I warn you, Daisy Buchanan, put away your little tricks, otherwise, Ill make you realize how foolish you are!” Jay Gatsby held her slender neck with one hand, the strength of his hand deepening with his words.
“No... I really didnt...” Daisys originally pale cheeks turned red and swollen due to lack of oxygen.
At a fingers distance, Jay Gatsby could clearly see his fierce, angry appearance reflected in Daisys dilated pupils.
Suddenly, the weak figure of Catherine "Kitty" Genovese appeared before his eyes, and the doctors words about the urgent need for surgery also rang in his ears. He let go and turned away.
Daisy fell to the ground, gasping for breath, her eyes following his astonished and panicked back.
Perhaps, he still had some real feelings for her? Perhaps, he didnt hate her that much after all?
The neon lights inside the bar couldnt wash away the inexplicable block in Jay Gatsbys heart.
Wine doesnt make people drunk, people get drunk on their own. He refused all the sexy beauties who took the initiative to come to his door, not knowing how many glasses he had drunk, his whole body was hot and uncomfortable, and he left.
The wine smell in the car spread, and the assistant couldnt help shaking his head.
“Back to Gatsby Mansion.” Jay Gatsby pulled at his tie, loosened a few buttons on his shirt, and slowly exhaled.
The wind outside the car window contained a drizzle, hitting his delicate cheeks, alleviating some of the heat in his heart.
The sparse vehicles on the road, and soon arrived at Gatsby Mansion.
Jay Gatsby came to the guest room, lay down, and with a warm hand, he embraced a delicate figure. Daisy was awakened by the firm arm, looking at him in a daze in the dimness.
“Jay Gatsby... Jay, do you know... do you know who I am?” Daisys nervous voice trembled slightly.
Jay Gatsbys slightly thin lips blocked her cherry mouth, containing the bitter sweetness of the wine, bit by bit surrounding her...
The morning room was filled with a sweet atmosphere. In the dimness, Daisys left hand unconsciously brushed the bedside, and the sense of loss in her heart woke her up.
The bed was in a mess, and the wrinkled sheets were printed with a bright red blood, her mind recalled the clouds and rain of last night, so real, yet so distant.
She thought she would hate Jay Gatsby, but her true heart told her that she still loved him.
Sometimes she would think, if her father hadnt accidentally injured Uncle Gatsby, would they be completely different now?
But time wont flow back, if there is only half a year left between them, then she will try to make him remember her in the limited life.
After tidying up, Daisy chose a high-collared sweater and took a car to the hospital to accompany her mother.
As soon as she entered the ward, she saw the familiar face of Catherine "Kitty" Genovese.