Orihime pushed away from Takashi, he hadn't held her out of affection but to show off. That's all he thought about lately, showing off and making it as though he and his life were perfect. Oh and keeping tabs on her as though she were a child or a pet became Takashi's priority also. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Who was he to think roses, no matter how beautiful, would make things right again? If no change in action were made it was just like putting a band-aid over a gunshot wound. Useless...A useless, hollow gesture...<br/><br/>"Don't push away from me like that. Especially here. Don't make a scene." Takashi whispered harshly to her and grabbed her around the waist. His face softened once more as did his voice. "Hyo finagled reservations at Franchesca's for us tonigh--" Orihime hated that he was walking her to the Tutoring Center. Enough was enough. "I don't want you to escort me to work Takashi-kun. I'll be fine. And I don't feel like going out tonight." Her body ached from tension just being near him put too much demand on her. She kept her eyes focused ahead, not caring if Grimmjow or his friends heard her or not. She walked ahead and turned to face him. "Uehara-san. I don't feel like going out with you again. I can't do this anymore."<br/><br/>She did it. Orihime finally told him how she felt. Nausea gripped her stomach and she began shaking, Takashi grabbed her wrist and squeezed, then pulled her against him forcefully. His voice became cold and sharp. "Let's get one thing straight Hime-chan. You will not dump me. You've just had a long morning. Shhh, shh, shh!" Tears from pain welled up in Orihime's eyes. She could feel tingling and burning where her wrist would bruise. Before she had loved his cologne but now it would forever register in her mind as an overpowering, smothering scent. Takashi kissed the tears off her cheeks. "Hime-chan. My Hime-chan, I only deserve the best and that means you. You'll always be mine. You belong to me."<br/><br/>Belong? With every ounce of strength she had, Orihime pulled away and threw the flowers on the ground. "I will never belong to you. I never have. How dare you Uehara-san, never talk to me again." She stormed off from where her ex-boyfriend stood speechless and refused to look back. Once in the empty break room of the tutoring center the dam broke. She let herself just cry. Every violent action, every accusation, every horrid word Takashi had brought against her hit all at once.