Chapter 2: What Hurts the Most

"What hurts the most

Was being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away" —

Block Estate- Present Day

"RIP Kendra Block— You will be missed. Famous CIO, William Block, had recently just lost him wife due to a cold case of revenge from a man she had an affair with in the heart of Europe just 18 years ago. According to Phillip Reeves, the killer, she gave birth to a baby boy just a year later. Well isn't that an eye catcher. What really astonish us today is that, William never knew of the child. He never knew of his wife's affair at the time. And the fact that she would cheat on him brought his to hysterics, but he took in the child anyways. Leaving us at TMZ to wonder, how is Massie Block taking all of this pressure? I guess the princess has to share her crow—"

Massie stared at the blank TV, her eyes slithering towards the tall, blonde haired boy standing there in her doorway, holding a remote in one hand and a caramel frappe from Starbucks in the other. She nodded in response of his silence, causing him to kick of his shoes at the door and jump on the bed besides her.

"Thank you, Tate." She kissed his cheek softly, accepting the drink from her half-brother. Tate ruffled her brunette mane, grinning slightly as he withheld the remote to his chest.

"Anything for my baby sister, New York is quite fascinating Mass." His thick British accent would have made any girl swoon, but Massie looked at him as her brother, so she'd never do that. She looked at Tate as her brother. Even though her mother did cheat on her father and lied to them all this time, William and Massie didn't dare exclude Tate out of anything they did since they found out about his existence. He was a Block. No Blocks' get left behind, that was their motto.

Tate Block was given to him by Kendra just after he gave life to the handsome stud. Phillip, his father was quite disturbed and angry that his son, his only child, didn't even have his last names. He wanted revenge, and he got it. By killing to mother of his child.

Tate didn't dare forgive his father after what he did. He was finally reuniting with his mother, and his over dramatic father took that chance and killed it.

"Let's go for a swim, Monkey. I think you could use some stress reliever, and water is always good for the soul." Tate requested calmly, staring hopefully at his sister as she nodded slightly in respond to her request. Massie got up from the bed and ran towards her closet.

"Go put on your trunks, Tiger. I'll meet ya downstairs." Tate didn't even stay longer to hear what she said, he was downstairs taking off his shirt and tossing it on a beach chair. He didn't even notice the girls peaking over the gate or the football that came rushing his way. He caught it swiftly.

"Whoa there, try to blow my head off, eh?" He joked before tossing it back openly to Cameron Fisher. Claire, Alicia and Olivia giggled a bit as they watch Tate perfect his toss. Derrick's mouth widened a bit as he watched the ball strike Cam's stomach, causing him to groan in pain. Massie came outside, sipping her frappe happily, only to let her smile simmer down as she watched the civilians that invaded her backyard.

"I always knew Massie would stick to her whorish ways. Not even a day spent here and you have a man in your—" Olivia started but was quickly cut off by Tate's deadly stare.

"Don't you dare talk about my sister like that. If anything, your bathing suit is supposed to be covering your parts, not showing them more. You have some nerve calling her out of her name when you own that title." Tate implied calmly, another moment where the peanut gallery was silent.

Claire's eyes bulged as she looked between Massie's wry grin and Tate's taunting smirk. The fact that he had blond hair and bright hazel eyes while she had amber hair and matching eyes made her think upon the fact if they were really related. But the shape of their nose and curve of the lips were quite similar.

"So that's the offspring from your mother's affair Massie? Quite charming." Alicia added seductively. Massie laughed a bit before placing her frappe and towel down beside a beach chair. Tate's jaw clenched a bit at what Alicia said. It made something in him twitch a bit. But the warm touch of Massie's hand brought him back to reality.

"Hey, Blondie." Massie snapped her fingers, calling onto Claire's attention.

"If you don't control your puppets, you'll be evicted from this premises within' just a phone call. I don't think you'd want that because nobody in Westchester is as generous as my father." Massie stated. Everyone grew silent as they watched her dip into the large pool, followed by a grinning Tate.

"Claire, you're just gonna let that bitch come back and ruin your lif—" Dylan started to say but she hushed them with a finger, pointing towards the house. Everyone but Cam went inside.

Tate and Massie were happily laughing amongst themselves as they made fun of how the fat lady on their plane frantically rushed to the bathroom after eating a can of beans served by the plane. Massie busted into guffaws. But they died as soon as Tate excused himself, he was getting a call from William.

"Tell him I said hello, Tiger."

"Alright Monkey, Hello William…." Tate murmured into the phone. Massie began to swim toward the edge, only to see Cam coming toward her.

"May I help you stranger?" She asked quite annoyed. Cam sat by the poolside, staring down at her. He couldn't believe she was being this childish.

"Massie, don't pretend you don't know who I am." He murmured, reaching out for her perfectly manicured nails but she moved her hand quickly. Massie stared up at him, looking quite lost and confused. She knew who he was, but it was all faint. She was told to forget him.

"I'm not a pretender. I advise you go look for look for another Massie to bother." Massie said.

"So you have no clue who Cameron Fisher is?"

Massie's lips turned into a thin straight line as she got up out of the pool, fingering her saturated hair tiredly. She looked up at Cam, who wore a hopeful gleam in his eyes, sighing softly.

"Look, I don't know a Cameron Fisher. I did, a few years ago. He was my best friend. I love him like a brother. I cared for him, I respected him. And I slowly began to fall for him. But he's gone, want to know why?" Massie bellowed, stepping closer towards Cam. He narrowed his eyes down on her little frame, raising as brow.

"Enlighten me, Massie."

"He doesn't exist to me anymore." She said softly, her accent ringing through the black haired boy's ears. Cam's breath became hitched in his throat as Massie stood their emotionless, staring up at him with bright amber eyes. The guys secretly watched from Claire's balcony. They all felt bad for Cam for he basically just got his heart tore into two by the best friend he was yearning for these past years they spent without her.

"Massie, William said we have a suit and tie event to attend later on tonight. Go put on some dry clothing, I'm taking you to the mall. I need something spiffy, and you my dear sister need to look marvelous." Tate said from the door. His accent made the girls squeal from the window. Derrick looked at Olivia and groaned.

"Alright Tate." Massie said before running towards brother, jumping on his back.

Cam was hurt. Right down to the bone.

Mall- Present Day

"The girls here are desperate, Tiger. Once they see you in this suit, you're getting laid tonight." Massie Joked as she fixed her brother's bow-tie. They were in Gucci, shifting through numerous tuxedos and suits. Finally they found an all-black 3 piece tuxedo that complimented Tate's toned skin. Massie couldn't help but smile as she finished adjusting her brother's bow-tie.

"Give me a number." Tate stated as he ran a finger through his messy blonde hair, his hazel eyes sparkling with awe. Massie placed a finger on her chin, as if she was really thinking of a number to rate how good the man in front of her looked.

"Is a billion allowed?" She asked jokingly. Tate's faux astonishment made her laugh as he placed his hand on his chest in a feminine way, scoffing.

"A billion? Oh no, no NO! Monkey that is not even close to how Fab I look. I was going for a Gazillion, and 3 quarters." He retorted in a high pitched feminine voice, causing an employee to look their way and raise a brow. Massie and Tate burst into loud guffaws as she scurried to the shopping bags, picking out a golden pin she's gotten for her brother secretly while they were in Kay.

"If you place this on tonight, you'll look stunning." She showed him the small gift. It was a gold, diamond studded pin that held the face of a growling tiger. Tate didn't help but chuckle as he witnessed the animal like gift. He accepted it and kiss the diamonds atop.

"Thank you Massie. This is really sweet." He said. He stared down at her, smiling widely before kissing her forehead.

"You're welcome Tate. Also, I saw the monkey broach already. Can't surprise me sucker!" She grinned like a little child and ran into a dressing room with the pile of dresses her and Tate managed to pick out.

Tate quickly changed back into his regular clothing that proceeded faded grey jeans from Armani, a light turquoise sweatshirt from Diamond-Supply and a pair of black and turquoise vans. As he began tying his shoe, he heard the dressing room door click open, revealing a clutched black dress that stopped mid-thigh, showing only a little cleavage at the bust. It rose up to lace opening.

"No that's what I mean by Gazillion sister!" Massie brooded playfully and posed for her brother.

"Don't I like Fab, brother?" She questioned with a bright smiled.

"More than any girl in the world." He answered truthfully. Massie blushed as she posed one more time, causing her brother to capture a picture.

"I'll go change, bring all the clothing to the register." Massie said before slipping into the dressing room again.

Tate did what he was told and waited till Massie got out. He held the dresses and tux in his hand and took out a credit card William didn't hesitate to give him when they moved back to Westchester. He stared at the clerk who raised a brow.

"That will be $9,663.98." Massie brow rose as she scurried towards a rack, picked up a random gold belt and brought it toward the cash register.

"What's the total now?" She asked anxiously. The clerk rung up the belt with wide eyes, licking her lips purposely. She was astonished that these kids, barely 21 yet, shopping so luxuriously without care.

"Why a belt, the dress is better plain." Massie brows furrowed as she shrugged.

"I kinda hate odd numbers."

Tate laughed so loud, Alicia, Claire and the rest of the gang could hear him from the food court.