Hannah waited by the bus stop and sighed as she saw a car drive past. The bus was late again. The handicapped bus was the bus that would drop her and her wheel chair off at work. Hannah was paralyzed from the waist down. When she was young and not disabled she dreamed about driving. She was so thrilled when she had finally saved enough money to buy an old beater and drive it to school. Hannah had only had the car for a couple of months when… the incident occurred. Her thoughts flinched at the dark day and she willed herself not to remember. Even so tears welled in her eyes and she shook her head and told herself she wouldn’t cry.
Hannah was a petite woman even before the incident. Her features were delicate; her angelic face looked as if it was made of fine porcelain. She was a light colored brunette and looked quite pretty. Many men would find her attractive save for the fact she was in a wheel chair. This was another depressing thought for Hannah. Due to her disability she could never reach an orgasm, all feeling below the waist was completely gone.
Hannah did have pluck. It had been three years after her injuries and she was now 21. She worked hard to be self sufficient and now had a job as a receptionist. She even had a nickname at work “wheels” that was said with affection. When she did smile it lit up her face and one couldn’t help but have their mood lift when one of those rare smiles occurred. And it was a rare smile, while she tried to have a positive outlook she was constantly reminded of things she could never do. Each car that passed on by was a painful reminder that she would never be able to drive.
The bus finally arrived and she wheeled herself to the automatic lift and waited patiently as it put her on the bus. She was looking forward to work; being around people was good for her. When she was by herself she became depressed and would think about all the things she wouldn’t be able to do. She tried to tell herself to look on the bright side. She had a job, she had her own place, but it was hard. For the millionth time she cursed those evil bitches that did this to her.
What happened three years ago? Three years ago she was in her final year of school. She was 18 years old, thin and elfin. She stood at 5 foot two inches and even though she way shy she received a lot of attention from the boys. For the most part she demurely turned them away, she was just not ready for an intimate relationship.
One day the popular quarterback Bret asked her out to prom, Hannah was completely shocked! With some confusion she asked, “But aren’t you dating Kristin?” Kristin and Bret had been a couple for over a year. Kristen was a blonde bombshell. She was 5 foot 9 had a terrific set of breasts and was very athletic. She was captain of the girls’ volleyball team and held many of the school’s female records in track and field.
Bret said, “That’s over now. That bitch is crazy, I’m done with her.” Hannah was nervous, she didn’t want to upset anybody but this was Bret! She looked down and said, “Are you sure?” Bret caressed her chin and tilted it up. “Yeah of course, you really are beautiful and I wouldn’t want to go with anyone but you.” Her heart melted and she smiled her beautiful smile and said, “Yes I would love to go to prom with you.”
That afternoon when school let out one of her acquaintances in her French class asked her to meet her behind the school by the gym. The other girl’s name was Jenny and she was a plain looking girl who didn’t talk too often with Hannah. She wouldn’t explain why she wanted to meet here there but said that it was important. Hannah being a trusting soul agreed. After all she had her own car now so she didn’t need to take the bus. Hannah despised taking the bus; it was the highlight of her year when she could purchase her beat up old car.
Hannah felt uneasy as if a sixth sense was warning her about something. She ignored it and headed behind the school. Almost everyone else was gone as there was no practice that day. Jenny was sitting by the corner of the outside of the gym, Hannah saw that she looked nervous and wondered again why she wanted to talk with her. As she drew closer Jenny waved her forward and loudly said, “Hello Hannah!”
As Hannah arrived next to Jenny three girls sprang out from around the corner. Kristen and two other girls on the volleyball team came around straight at Hannah. Hannah just started and was completely surprised when Kristen slammed her against the wall of the gym. “Got you now you stupid slut.”
Hannah looked fearfully up at the larger girl. “What’s g-going on Kristen?” Kristen delivered a vicious blow to the smaller girl’s stomach. Hannah doubled over but Kristen viciously pulled her back up by the hair. “Don’t you dare play dumb with me! You little whore you are trying to get with MY man.”
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