Just a heads up, I do not own anything that involves "The Great Gatsby," simply a fan. This fanfic is for my love Alex, this is what happens if Myrtle never died. Hope you all enjoy!

Tom Buchanan was an angry man. During the drive back to East Egg, he was filled with rage to think that his wife was in love with another man. A man who he considered to be a liar, a cheat and second rate to himself. Tom Buchanan arrived at their residence and stormed into the mansion. "DAISY?!" DAISY?! Where are you?!" Tom shouted in rage, a rage to the point where the servants felt uncomfortable in the house. Tom walked into the living room where Daisy had been laying down. Her face was filled with fear. Tom grabbed her arm and pulled Daisy up from the couch.

"You would leave me for a liar and a bootlegger?!" Tom questioned angrily.

"If I left you for him, it wouldn't make a difference. You have been lying to me for the last five years Tom. With your affairs and secret lover in New York," Daisy cried out.

Tom's hand moved swiftly across Daisy's face and left a red mark on the side of her cheek. Tom stormed out of the room into the back patio. Daisy stood there for a few seconds in shock and disbelief. Jordan witnessed the whole incident from the hall and ran to Daisy's side.

"Daisy?! Are you alright?!" Jordan asked concerned as Daisy fell to the ground and laid on the back of the chair.

"I'm not alright Jordan. I married a man who doesn't have the decent to be faithful and I chose him because he had money. I loved Tom during our marriage, but my heart belongs to Gatsby," Daisy spoke softly as tears ran down her face. She held the side of her cheek. It stung and began to swell immediately. "I can't be with him anymore, Jordan. I need to leave."

Jordan was left speechless. She looked in awe at Daisy. "I'll help you get out of here tonight."

"How are we going to do that?" Daisy questioned Jordan.

"Call a taxi and head over to Gatsby's. I'll go out near the back patio to keep an eye on Tom."

"Do you think he will realize what's going on? i have to cross the hall to use the telephone."

"Well he might, but it's your only shot of getting out of here tonight."

Jordan began to make her way towards the patio. She peeked through the entrance only to see Tom sitting drinking whiskey while Nick sat across from him. Both the men were in silence. Jordan had the feeling that Nick was there to make sure the welfare of Daisy was still intact.

Daisy saw Jordan disappear into the patio area. This was her chance to make the call. Daisy didn't call the cab at first. She call Gatsby to let him know her plan to escape.

"Jay?"

"One moment please," the butler replied.

"Hello?

"Jay, it's me."

"Daisy, whats wrong?"

"I'm coming to your house tonight. Tom slapped me across the face. I need to get out of here."

"I'll kill him for what he did," Gatsby replied with rage.

"Jay, please. I need you."

"I'll come get you right now darling. Just stay put."

"I was going to call a cab to drop me off at your house."

"No, don't do that. I'm on my way. I don't want Tom to try and stop you from leaving. Are you sure you want to do this, Daisy?" Jay questioned.

"I'm positive."

"Okay, just stay put and I'll be on my way."

Daisy hung up the phone and made her way back to the living room. She noticed that Jordan was still out near the patio with Tom and Nick. She began to feel a sense of guilt and doubt for her actions, but she felt it was right. Her feelings now differed from what she felt this afternoon. Daisy laid back down on the couch and began to close her eyes. She was interrupted by loud footsteps.

"What makes you think you could love another when your married to me? How dare you sleep with another?" Tom questioned Daisy angrily.

"I should ask you the same question then. I know about Myrtle. I know about the affair during our honeymoon in Santa Barbara. I know about it all, only married me for your reputation." Daisy fired back at Tom. Daisy was no longer the soft spoken girl from this afternoon. She was filled with rage and five long years of frustration and betrayal.

Daisy could see that Tom's eyes were filled with rage as if he were to attack her once again. Nick came up behind Tom and held him back.

"You must be crazy to hit your wife!" Nick exclaimed.

"Stay out of this, you know nothing about Daisy and I," Tom fired back.

"I know enough that it's wrong of you to hit a women, especially your wife."

Nick pushed Tom out of the room and led him back to the patio. As they began to walk back, all four of them heard a car pull up. Tom immediately flew out of Nick's grip out side. Daisy ran after him while Jordan followed her. Gatsby had arrived.

"What the hell are you doing at my house?" Tom shouted at Gatsby.

"Daisy needed me, so she called me to take her far, far away from you," Gatsby replied back with poise.

"Absolutely not, Daisy is not leaving this house tonight."

Daisy made her way outside. Gatsby's face lit up, he immediately noticed the mark from Tom's hand on the side of her cheek. Tom had the look as if he were to kill tonight.

"You are not going anywhere, Daisy. Get back into the house, " Tom exclaimed.

"I'm leaving, Tom. You're revolting." Daisy made her way towards Jay when Tom grabbed her back.

Gatsby lost it once again flying towards Daisy to pull her away from Tom. Tom let her go and took a swing at Gatsby. Tom missed Gatsby and Nick began to hold him back. Tom became violent and started to take swings at who ever came across his path. Daisy made the dash to Gatsby's car. Nick got away from Tom and grabbed Jordan's hand to come with them. Tom, in a daze from swinging at people along with a combination of alcohol let the three out of his sight.

"Go! Go! Go!" shouted Nick. The four of them sped out of the Buchanan residence into the warm summer night. Daisy finally broke free of the binds that held her with Tom, but she feared that the worst was yet to come.