Wish Somebody Woulda Told Me

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Emery felt her ears turn pink when he question if she had any more questions for him. For a moment she'd been lost in listening to his voice she'd forgot to write down what he said. "No, sorry I was taking notes." She chuckled softly, knowing that she'd taken up a lot of his time with this call. Putting the last part down she smiled, feeling so much better after talking to him. "Thank you so much for doing this." She told him, knowing that he didn't have to take the time out of his life to help her pass his class. And it made her wonder if he did these type of things for all his students that needed help or if he was just helping her because of her situation. Part of her hoped that he didn't know about her reason, the only people beside her friends that knew were her parents and the dean. So she hoped it wasn't being spread around by one of them.

Mason smiled gently, "It's no problem, honestly, I hope it will help you catch up with your course work," he noted softly. He was still in the dark about her leave, but knew it must be a legitimate reason or the dean would not have endorsed it. He thought for a moment, "I do hope your leave let you deal with whatever issue you had, and maybe one day you will be comfortable letting me know, what it was," he said lightly.

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Emery froze, hearing him her eyes locked on the paper before her. He didn't know but he wanted to, was that all that this was? Just some kind of way to get her to tell him why she'd been absent. Shaking the thoughts from her head, she knew that it wasn't the case. He was being kind with his actions and she'd been reading to much into it. "Cancer." The word slipped out of her mouth before she could stop herself. It had been eating her up inside hiding all her pain and suffering. "I had surgery to remove a mass." She told him, not really wanting to get into it much more with him. As it was personal, but for some reason it was easier for her to say things to him over the phone than in person.

Mason paused for a moment, upon hearing that word. He hadn't expected her to tell him today, if ever. He slumped back in his seat slightly, "oh, I'm sorry," he said softly. He himself knew to much about cancer, and the damage it could do. "I'm glad they could treat it, all the best with recovery Ms Greyson," he said softly. He closed his eyes, not sure what to say or do at this moment.

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Nodding even though he couldn't see her, she knew it was coming. The questions or the overly sympathetic apology. However when it didn't happen she sighed, "thank you Mr. Carter." She told him, knowing it would be better not to drag this out. "But I do believe I've wasted enough of your time tonight." Her words came out rushed. "So good night," she said before pulling the phone away from her ear and quickly ending the call. She didn't know why she felt like she did. Why it felt so easy to talk to him, or why she wanted to answer his questions. Standing up she decided to head into her dorm, maybe getting some sleep would help her.

Mason smiled softly, "honestly, it's fine," he said softly. He looked at the time, surprised to see it was getting late, "Night," he replied just before she finished hanging up. Mason sat still in the chair for awhile, before he could muster the strength to move. He was in shock, he moved to the kitchen and got himself a beer. It used to be a rare thing for Mason to drink, but this was one occasion that called for it. He knew he wouldn't sleep tonight, if he didn't. It had taken him months the last time, for him to get back to sleeping properly.

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The night seemed to pass in a blur, Emery slaved over her work. She spent time read and reread everything from the notes to the lesson and then moved back to the assignments. Making sure that everything was done properly. Even taking the pointer Mr. Carter gave her, sticking to one page. Dosing of at her desk as she tried to keep awake reading.

Her alarm sounded far to soon for her liking, groaning she sat up in her chair. A soft groan leaving her lips as her back protested. Letting out a yawn she knew she'd not gotten enough sleep. However she felt good about what she'd accomplished in one night. Smiling to her self she quickly packed away all her things. Before getting up to shower and start the day. She'd have to stop by the canteen to get herself some coffee. Or she'd never make it through Mr. Carter's lesson. However she was surprised with how her schedule seemed to work this semester. She had thee classes a week with Mr. Carter. Where as last semester she'd only had him twice a week. Shrugging it off she figured that they were trying to prepare you for the nightmare. However she'd never say that to his face. He was a great Professor, just his work load was a nightmare. Letting out a yawn she pulled her stuff together before heading out the door. First class she had this morning was Diaz, it'd be an hour of hell her talking about the break before getting to the lesson from last semester. However she might actually learn something today.

Mason ended up passing out on the couch. He woke the next morning with a killer hangover. He struggled to the shower, and got himself ready for work. He packed away the assignments he had been marking last night before Emery's call, and headed to campus.

He called by the staff room, getting himself a coffee, before heading to his office. He set his things down, before going to work marking, and preparing for his next lecture. His coursework picked up during the second half of his paper. What made it worse, was for the second half of the paper, students needed to have a grasp of all the concepts discussed at the start of the paper. He felt a sense of dread, about facing Ms Greyson, now that he was aware of why she took leave, he didn't now how she'd want to be treated, or whether she wanted to talk about it.

That was the hardest thing that Mason had found with Cancer, how to act around people with it, whether to talk about it or not. It just made, things complicated.

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Yawning as she stepped from the room, she had a short time before she had to be in Mr. Carter's room. Stepping into the canteen she grabbed her a bit to eat and a rather large coffee. She knew that last night she'd been stress to sleep, until finally her body won over and sleep pulled her under. Though she was able to complete a few assignments. Sighing she moved back to the coffee, topping her cup off before exiting and heading to class. She was excited for today's lesson, at the same time she felt nervous. When dealing with Mr. Carter in the past she was always stumbling over her words. But after last night she wondered if they'd have the same relationship as before. It felt like they'd crossed a line, however she'd know several people who were friends with their professors. So it wasn't anything wrong.

Stepping into the room she was a bit surprised to see he wasn't in the room. He was more than likely in his office preparing for his lecture. It wasn't normal for him to not be in the room to greet student when they came in. But it didn't mean that it didn't happen. Shrugging it off she took her usually seat, before pulling out all the things she'd need for the lesson.

Mason gathered his things and made it to the classroom. He smiled softly, "sorry for my tardiness," he called to the class. He moved to the table at the front and set himself up for the lesson. "Now a word of warning before we get into the work for this semester, first there is a lot to cover, we've discussed a number of concepts already, but now it is time to put them into use," he said softly. He paused looking around the room. "So if something from what we have already covered is still unclear, let me know by email, and I'll do my best to help clear it up for you," he said softly.

He then turned to the board, "with that said lets get started," he said moving into his lecture proper. He kept trying to avoid looking at Ms Greyson, still unsure about how to act around her.

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The amount of coffee intake for today had given her the jitters. When she wasn't busy typing away she was tapping her toes or drumming her fingers on the space bar. When the lesson finished she closed out her notes making sure she saved everything. Before she started to pack away all her belongs. Taking the folder that held all her completed assignments out of her bag. Pulling the strap up her shoulder, she headed down to Mr. Carter's desk. She smiled softly knowing that they were in territory that nobody liked to deal with. It was one of the reasons why she didn't tell people about it. They treated her differently. "I've got a few completed assignments." She informed him, before pulling out the three pages. She was now three assignments closer to being caught up. Having spent last night focusing on working instead of sleeping help, however she was dead on her feet. And just wanted to head home and crash for the night.

Mason was surprised to see Ms Greyson head down to the front after the lecture. He looked up, "oh you do, well thank you," he said softly. He thought for a moment, after taking them from her, "I'm sorry if it got awkward last night," he said softly. He frowned slightly, "but if you do ever need someone to talk to about it, or anything you have my number," he said softly. He waited a moment, "Trust me, I've heard every possible thing," he said.

It was true, Mason had more insight into Cancer than most people at the college. It was a fact that very few people were made privy to, and certainly none of the students would know, but Mason lost his fiancee' to cancer two years prior.

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Looking at the man she offered him a pitiful smile. "It's fine I don't like people really knowing." She told truthfully. "People treat you differently when they know," she shrugged. "As of right now I'm a hundred percent cancer free." She told him, knowing that most people didn't get the luxury of saying what she did. After all her finding it was due to having pneumonia, when she went to her doctor they gave her a check up and noticed the lump when they tried to listen to her heart. It started a whole new set of testing. And she knew for months before she ever had the surgery. "The only thing that scares me is it coming back." She said. "But that's why I have doctors appointment ever six months." She said knowing that she'd give herself regular breast examines, and should she ever notice a lump no matter the size she was back to the doctors. "But I appreciate the offer." She smiled, knowing that it was nice to have a more mature person that wasn't attached able to speak too. Her parents let themselves get to emotional when she talked to them about it. And her friends didn't understand the fact she could have died. And she'd meet a few cancer patients but the ones she did meet didn't survive the battle. And she didn't want to get attached to somebody else with it, just to go through it all over again.

Mason nodded, "yeah I understand that, and it's good you are 100% free," he said lightly. He smiled softly, "make sure to get checked up for any issues that come up too, the smallest thing could be sign it's back," he said softly. He had thought about telling her to self check, and the thought caused him to blush slightly.

He picked up her assignments, "now get out of her, go and enjoy being young and healthy," he told her.

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Nodding Emery smiled at him, "don't worry I've got a swarm that look at me funny when I sneeze." She chuckled, knowing that they cared and it did get annoying at times. But she was happy and healthy for the time being. "Have a good day Mr. Carter." She smiled before leaving the room. Nibbling on her lip she couldn't help the excitement she felt. She knew that it was just him being kind but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it. And that had her blushing at the thought. She needed to clear her head, and keep those thoughts from forming. He was her Professor. She shouldn't been thinking of him like that. But she wondered why he had a sudden change in heart now that she told him about her illness.

Mason smiled and nodded, "You too Ms Greyson, I'll check over these as soon as I can, and get them back to you," he said lightly. He packed up the last of his things, and began making his way back to his office. He was glad to hear that she was doing well, and seemed so happy, it was more than his Fiancee' managed.

He couldn't help but think of her, for the rest of the day. Again images of her self checking popped into his head, but then those images morphed slightly into more inappropriate ones. He needed to be careful, she was his student.

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After working for a few hours Emery turned in for the night early. Her body and mind both drained. But she knew if she didn't take care and get the rest she needed now that she was able to sleep, it'd bite her in the ass later. She'd been a bit of a partier before she found out she was sick. And when she developed a couch she still didn't stop she went harder the alcohol seemed to help. But all it was doing was masking her symptoms. And soon it didn't and the cough got worse. So she broke down and went to the doctor. And it was a humbling experience. She thought her life was over before she'd even turned 21. And doctor visit after doctors visit it just drained her. And when they finally had a solution it was told to her to expect the worst. That she could be battling cancer for the rest of her young life. When she woke from surgery they told her it had be slowly growing and it hadn't grown much since her last scan. And they had gotten it all. However they wanted her to do a round of chemo just to be safe. All that had her shook and looking at life differently. It used to be working her ass off trying to make something out of herself, and on the side she'd party it up. Living a fun life. But now she was in bed most nights before 12. And if she did stay up it was only ever for school, studying or homework. Her friends always teased her she needed to get a man. Maybe he'd be able to give her the fun she needed. They were just being nasty, but she knew it was only in good fun. But after spending time talking to Mr. Carter on the phone, and the feelings it gave her. She was thinking maybe they were right maybe she did need to find someone to share more then words with.

Mason spent his afternoon working away in his office. He began to read through the assignments Ms Greyson had handed in. He was pleasantly surprised to see that she had grasped the concepts, and managed to succinctly discuss them in the papers. He marked them, and left them on his desk, wanting to double check them before he sent her the results. As the sun set below the horizon, Mason sighed lightly, and made his way home.

The place hadn't felt the same, since he'd lost his fiancee' and it was clear about the small apartment several things hadn't been moved, or even touched for months. The bedroom had a small pile of woman's clothes piled up in the corner, tossed out of the way, but not cleaned. It was clear that Mason was still struggling with the sudden absence of the woman, and couldn't bring himself to clean up, despite his own personal OCD like condition.

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The following day seemed to pass and Emery missed Mr. Carter. She kept telling herself it was because he was more understanding than her other Professors. But the truth was she'd started to see him differently. She knew it was wrong. But the man was fine, and she had a little crush. But she couldn't help it he'd made her feel important and seen. And that she wasn't just a hot piece of ass. After finally after hearing her friends story about how her boyfriend treated her to two night in. She couldn't stop herself from agreeing when she suggested setting her up with one of her guy friends. It was stupid, but he had her number now. And the text message just seemed to come flying in. It was a pleasant surprise. The not knowing what he looked like played up to her excitement. However her friend did say he was her type. Though after her newest interest she wasn't sure about it. Though just letting things play out she keep replying to the texts.

After a few hours of texting she got a call. His voice was deep and sexy, the way he spoke just did something to her. And she knew it was just his play, he was looking to score and she'd been the fine piece of ass he hoped to get. All of this was moving fast and she really wanted to slow it down. But she was have so much fun just letting go that she ended up hanging up on him. Her fit of laughter only subsided when a text came through. It was so easy to just be herself and enjoy this man's attention. As they texted back and forth things turned more sexual. And she was really enjoying it until he asked for a picture. Not just any but her want to she her beast, right now they were a sore subject for her literally. Sending him back a said face she politely turned him down. He kept on being persistent. Hoping she'd give him something. Nibbling on her lip she decided to do something a bit out of character for her. She wasn't one for sending nudes. So instead she let her hand slip into her pants. And after moments of just pleasing herself she grabbed her phone. Clicking to record a sound bite she recorded herself moaning as she continued. Sending the message she tossed the phone way. Her body on fire and she was aching to finish what she started.

Mason was sitting in his apartment, with a rather large glass of scotch. The previous night, he'd finished all of the beers in his fridge, and he hadn't gotten a chance to go out and buy some more. He was sitting contemplating and thinking. He watched as the clock shifted towards ten, he had been a stickler for ten being when he finished working for ages, it was the time he'd promised his fiancee' that he'd be done by, after ten became their time to spend together, and he found it hard to give up the small bit of comfort, just stopping thinking about work at ten provided, even now after she'd past.

He sipped on his drink some more, letting the warmth of it numb is pain, and warm up the coldness he felt. He frowned as he heard his phone buzz, and looked at it seeing Emery's number flash up. He grew mad, he had been clear with her, not to call after ten, and it was ten by this point. He sighed, and flicked the back of his phone open, pulling the battery out. He just didn't want to deal with her right now.

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