Exactly seventeen days after Justin got admitted to the college clinic, he was discharged and released from the clinic, his fractured leg had already healed up to a satisfying stage.
On the day he was supposed to be discharged, I was happy for him at the same time worried that this time might be it, that when Justin got discharged, I would no longer have any excuse to visit him.
It was a guilty thought in my head, to feel a bit sad that Justin had already healed up and would not need me to visit him or see him anymore.
On that day, I decided to visit Justin to see him one last time before his release from the clinic, I wanted to buy something for him like a rose bouquet to see him off, but I gave up on the idea, I figured out that even though I have my fantasies about love, given a rose bouquet to a guy I recently met could scare him off.
Because of that, I went to see Justin one last time before he leave the college clinic—with nothing but empty hands.
When I got to his clinic room, 30 minutes before his official release time, the nervousness I had felt the first time I was alone in the clinic room with him came back. I started feeling anxious again about how my dialogue with Justin would go, as it was possibly to be the last time I would be speaking to him, at least face-to-face and alone.
Before I knocked on the door, I heard noises coming out from the room, like a bunch of people talking, I have not come across anybody visiting Justin before, so it was a bit of a shock for me to hear noises coming out from his clinic room.
In my mind, I was thinking maybe they are his friends, when I decided to peep in the small round glass hole on the door, I saw five people in the room, two ladies and three guys.
On a closer look, I noticed that Justin was talking to a lady sitting on the chair I usually sit on when I am inside the room.
I took another look while feeling guilty for eavesdropping on their conversations and I saw Justin smiling with a happy face, the same face he makes when I am alone in the room with him.
In that moment, although there is nothing special happening between me and Justin, I felt like I was stabbed in the chest seeing Justin talking with another girl beside me.
I closed my eyes and drifted my vision from inside the room, I decided to walk back to my campus room without seeing Justin.
For some reason, tears were slowly forming in my eyes as I walked away from Justin's clinic room, I had to put all of my strength to hold them back.
At that time, I realized that I am getting jealous for no reason, after all, I do not know the relationship between Justin and the lady he was conversing with.
Neither is my relationship with Justin special in any form, I am Just a poor girl he rescued on a whim from getting hit by a truck.