Marcos Altamirano

“Hold still… it's just a simple injection,” Sydney said with a frown when Zane was refusing to take a shot. He was hurt, so the doctor just removed the bullet from his arm and bandaged it. He was lucky the bullet didn't damage his arm.

“No, no not that… doctor, just give me some pills,” Zane protested, shoving the doctor's hands away, he was good and didn't need an injection.

“Stop being such a baby…take the shot now!” Sydney yelled and grabbed his arm so that the kind doctor could give him the injection. Zane shook his head as cold sweat broke on his forehead. His eyes widened in fear. There was only one thing he feared, injections topped the list.

“Please sir, it won't hurt… I'll be gentle,” the doctor said politely and showed him what he was going to do. Zane, seeing the pointy thing, grew afraid.

“I'm fine, I don't need that… just let me be,” he was afraid of needles, and Sydney was shocked to see a grown man afraid of injections. The doctor already explained to her what needed t