“I'm having a checkup. I'm sorry, but I have to leave.” I added in before wheeling myself forward.
But her grip tightened against the edge of my wheel before pushing it forward. I had not expected this action of hers, which caused me to tumble downward, falling face flat on the floor.
She pulled out a few notes before tossing it all over me.
“There you go, fetch yourself a f*****g cab. I will not let some chair-ridden bastard drive in. Go in. You need your checkups, don't you? Get to the hospital yourself!” She yelled at the top of her voice while kicking my wheelchair off to the side.
Slowly, I gathered myself up! The floor before reaching for my wheelchair fuming in anger and beneath my breath, a little more time is all that was left for me.
I groaned from frustration, finally set
