"Get away from me!" I scream, prying his arms from around my waist. "Is that all you've ever wanted out of me? I've made it clear how I felt and you still carry on as if I'm just another irrelevant piece of flesh to you! Your money--no, your father's money won't get you into every girl's--" I don't even get to pause to fully realize what's happening as I'm angrily pushed into the wall. Jiro presses himself against me, holding my hands against the hard surface. And I can feel something undeniably warm pressing against the core of my stomach. He leans into me to the point where his lucid breath leaves sweet shivers down my spine. I can barely raise my chest to let air in. "Don't treat me like I don't know hurt." .