Stop breathing down my neck

Gabriele's pov.

I lay on the bed listening to the doctor's dos and don'ts about my wound and rolled my eyes at Basilio who was glaring at me from beside the doctor. He knew I wasn't listening, well why would I when I knew that he was there doing it and would probably nag about it when the doctor was gone?

About the accident, it started as we were going home. I noticed that we were being trailed and to lose them, me and Basilio drove to an abandoned site.

Well, who could've known that the men had guns and the hidden guards I had also lost us in the process of us losing the strange men. Well as expected there was a shoot-out between us and them. I and Basilio were prepared to hold them off as long as we could until the guards arrived. In the process, I was injured and luckily the guards came in time, and here we are in my room with the doctor blabbering his mouth off and Basilio glaring.

I really didn't think it was a big deal. The injury that is. In our world, injuries like this were