Chapter 3: Suit and Tie

"And as long as I've got my suit and tie
I'mma leave it all on the floor tonight
And you got fixed up to the nines
Let me show you a few things" —

"You've heard it from here, and here only. Massie Block and Tate Block had made their appearance at the suit and tie movie première dinner for the movie their father had written. Yes the domestic duo is sporting the twin ship and wearing all black. It appears as if Massie Block has shared her crown with her eldest, and completely scrumptious brother." A reporter said as she tried fighting her way towards the block siblings, her camera man hot on her heels.

Like a red carpet event, Massie and her brother posed for the flashing of the cameras. They didn't dare mind the fame, or the fact that people kept tossing out offensive questions towards their mother who only died just three days ago. They answered it with a smile that was only falsely known to them both. Massie fingered the Monkey shaped broach on her dress, while Tate rubbed the Tiger one.

Tate's hair was slick back to perfection and his eyes brows were slickly groomed into thick perfection. He wore the all black tuxedo along with a pair of Italian leather from Gucci. His hand sparkled with the large Michael Kors watch on his wrist. In his pierced ear was a gold earring with many diamonds embedded in them. He was stunning.

"Tate, Massie! May I ask what brand are you guys wearing?" A reporter said from the frantic crowd behind the singular red rope. Massie turned towards her brother.

"Gucci." They answered simultaneously, making a few of the reporter to snicker.

Massie's hair was curled to perfection, flirtatiously running down her back. She wore a pair of black open toed stilettos from Gucci. The heels complimented her long legs. The dress hung to ever curve there was, causing her to look quite mature and delicious at the same time. Her makeup was smoky and mysterious, along with maroon colored lipstick. Her fingers held 4 diamond embedded gold rings. Her wrist held a smaller version of Tate's watch, same brand and everything. Around her neck was a bedazzled gold necklace with 134 carat diamonds. She was as flashy as her brother, and man was she proud.

"What's with the animal pins? New trend?" Another reporter lashed out. Massie chuckled a bit to herself as Tate smirked.

"She's my Monkey, guys, don't let her beauty fool you." He finally answered. The crowed cooed as Tate kissed Massie's forehead in a brotherly fashion.

"And I guess he's your Tiger, Miss Block." Another reporter asked. Massie grinned and nodded.

"Tate, Massie. Your father wants you inside." A certain butler said as the crowd went wild with the new information they've receive. They did a few last poses and walked into the hall, greeting their father. His thick blonde hair, light blue eyes. Massie brought her mother's looks and her father's dominance. It was something else. If they took a look at them all together, they'd think they were all related by the same blood, due to the way they look.

"Lets go Tiger." Massie tugged on his bow-tie playfully to lead them through the doors.

Fisher Estate- Present Day

Cam sat down in his room window, staring up the sky just thinking where he went wrong. He was so angry that day, he didn't even realize what he was loosing. Cam was loosing his best friend. Little did he know it was forever. He remember when they use to be free for a while at his or her house. No alpha game, now PC or Briarwood Boys. Just him and his best friend.

Fisher Estate- December 25th 2007

"Cammie." It was late at night, almost midnight on this glorious day. It was Christmas and he was excited. He was going to enjoy this day, after he gets some sleep. But Massie already ruined that.

Massie stood at Cam's balcony window, wiping away little droplet of tears that escaped her eyes as she bit down on her lip. Cam hardly ever saw her like this, and her like this sometimes makes him want to kill whoever made her cry. When Massie cried, Cameron felt as if he didn't try hard enough to protect her like he promised at the age of 3.

"Massie, what's wrong?" He asked calmly dragging her inside of his messy room. He thanked the heavens that his cousin Ryan decided to sleep in Harris's room, or he would have been quite annoyed. There was nothing on in his room that detected light but the reflection of the moon from his window. But the moon was all he needed to see the beauty in Massie's face.

Her hair was held up in a messy bun, no make up on her red face. She was wearing a pair of Juicy Couture sweatpants with light brown Uggs and the sweater I gave her at the scrimmage just a few months ago against a school from Upstate New York. Something must have really been up because Massie always left the house looking fashionable, even though she looked stunning in anything that she wore anyway. Cam sighed.

"Massie, are you going to tell-"

"They left, for the Bahamas and they told me to stay in the house. Alone. The maids and everyone, even Isaac are gone for vacation. They left me Cam. Just left!" Cameron engulfed her in a hug as her cries began to raise. He knew the majestic brunette pouring her heart out in his arms more than anyone. And one thing about her that would cause you to believe in anything was the fact she hate being Alone. It drained her of her pride, it scares her.

Massie has been the only child in her entire life, and her parents are rich, greedy people who didn't care whether they forgot something, or someone on their travels. She's been alone for all her life. Her parents hardly ever came home. That's why the PC was made. So she would never be alone. They made a pact to prevent that. Yet, on the day of the year where family is suppose to be together, she's alone. But not for long.

"Massie, calm down alright. You're not alone, I'm here okay? Alright Massie. I'm here." He assured her repeatedly as she began to drop from his hands.

"Cam they left me alone on Christmas. What did I do so wrong to deserve something so, vicious?" Massie cried as she fell to the floor in a glum slop, tears running down her eyes silently. The full moon decided to droop through the window even more, shining on her brighter, as if the heavens were calling on to a lost angel. He dropped to his knees and hugged her longingly. Even if he was shirtless, he still gave her all the love in the world through that one hug.

"You're never alone Massie. I'll never leave you, or abandon you. I'll always be your best friend alright. So don't say anything like that, because I'll always be there, even if you're living five hundred, twenty-five billion miles away. You hear me, Mass?" He looked down into those light amber eyes that was red from the amount of tears she poured out. She nodded silently, looking down at Cam's fingers as we wiped down the final tears that stained her cheeks.

"Promise, Cam?" Was what she said after a few silent weeps. Cam placed out his pinky, and Massie placed hers right along with his and they kissed their pinkies.

"With all my heart, I promise to never abandon you, or leave you alone. I love you Massie."

"I love you too, Cam." She grinned slightly.

Fisher Estate- Present Day

Cam laid his head back in the sheets, feeling quite stupid. He promised her that he'll never abandon her. Even if she was a billion miles away, and he cut her off the day she went to London. He left her alone with no friends, with no love. With no best friend. Massie was alone after they all told her off. Leaving wasn't even her fault. Everyone moved. He moved to California during 5th and 6th grade, and Massie still had contact with him every single day. She even would spend summers with him too. Massie never stopped talking to him after he left, even though she was said. But he was too childish to even try and make their friendship work. He was too scar- I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up I like the way you work it (no diggity)

"Harrington?" He said calmly into the phone. Cam could detect the high classical music in the background and the laughter of Alicia and the other girls. They were at William Block's movie premiere dinner. He was suppose to be there.

"Where are you Pansy? The dinner is about to start. I can't deal with Olivia any more and the guys are not helping out. So stop sulking in your bed about the loss of your best friend, Cameron Fisher. Because if I were you, I'd come down here and show her that whatever she told you today didn't mean a thing because you don't care. Massie Block isn't gonna come back with her fancy accent, her fancy British brother and her new lack of emotion and destroy our lives alright?" He argued over the phone. Cam was quite taken aback of how Derrick known what he was doing. Yes he was sulking, he broke up something so beautiful and he just realized that yesterday when Massie came home.

"I'll be there in an hour, Dick. Don't get snappy." Was all he said before bolting to the bathroom to shower. Thank god he already brought a suit, or he was gonna freak.

Movie Premiere Dinner- Present Day

"Massie, did you introduce Tate to your friends?" William Block asked as he watch the group of people dine happily amongst themselves at a table near theirs. Massie looked around as she was looking for something, holding her cordial smile momentarily. She turned towards her father.

"What friends? I only have friends in London. This is Westchester, father. You're growing to old." She joked. Her, Tate and even her father shared a musical guffaw that became quite contagious. Massie let her eyes roam over the place one more time. That's when her amber eyes soon witnessed one emerald green and one pale blue. Her heart stopped beating as she saw Cameron Fisher in a perfectly groomed suit. He noticed her too and he instantly gave her a small wave, which she pretended she didn't acknowledge. Her father began to tap his fork lightly on glass of white wine he just received from one of the butlers. He grinned as he raised his glass. Everyone followed in his motion.

"I'd like to make a toast. To a fresh start." He said simply before taking a sip of his drink. Everyone did so simultaneously, some drinking their entire float in one gulp. Massie sipped the water in her glass, staring at the table which held her ex-friends. Tate rubbed her shoulders, smiling softly.

"Tate, Massie?" William looked at his children, smiling weakly. Something was wrong. Massie could see it.

"Dad what's going on?" Massie said slowly. She watched as her father's eyes turned a lethal red and his lips began to turn a light blue. The blood from his lips didn't go unnoticed.

"I love you both. Tate, take care of Mass-" The man violently began to splutter blood from his lips, leaving the droplets to run down his tuxedo. The room went dead silent as Massie held onto her father.

"Dad. Daddy, please, don't die. Don't die! You can't leave me. Daddy!" The paramedics came rushing in after they heard the screaming from the guest and Massie's cry. Cam and the guys stood up abruptly as they noticed how shocked Massie looked as she began shaking her father's body. She cried out his name repeatedly but still no answer.

"Miss Block he's gon-"

"Don't you dare say my father is gone because he's alive. It's one of his lame jokes he always plays. Like on Halloween in 5th grade, he wore an ax in his head, but it wasn't real. Okay! So you just go and wait for my father to wake up. He's not dead." Massie tossed her heels aside and began to dab her father's lips with a napkin. Tate just stared at William's body, quite shocked.

"Miss Block, we have to take him from here." The paramedics complained staring down at her and her father. William's body was cold. By now the cops swarmed the place, telling certain reporters to leave. Massie looked up at Tate, grinning sadly.

"Tate, tell them he's fine. He'll wake up. Tell them." She looked up at her half brother who hung his head down a bit, restraining the tears that dwelled in his eyes. Cam stared at the scene, a tear rolling down his cheek. Massie just lost her father. She was probably dying inside.

"Massie, he's gon-"

"No he's not. You can't tell me my father is gone. You can't tell a 17 year old girl that her father just died of god knows what. It wasn't suppose to be this way. He was suppose to live and watch his movie bloom on every single network there is." Massie choke on some tears as she raised her self from off the floor, looking at the crowd who all looked shock. "You can't tell me he's gone Tate because my father is a fighter. He's a Block! Us Blocks are strong. He can't just leave me alone. He didn't see me graduate, or get married. I didn't even get to say I love you daddy. A..and. And- Tate he can't. He just can't." Her brother engulfed her in a hug that she couldn't even withhold due to the fact her knees weakened. Realization hit her. It hit her harder then Cam's goodbye 4 years ago. It hit her harder then her mother's death.

"I'm sorry Massie." Tate mumbled. Massie pushed herself out of his embrace and took flight. Bypassing Cam's table, bypassing the paparazzi'. Massie couldn't handle all this that piled on her. Her father just died. Her mother died just three days ago. Who'll leave her alone next.

"Mass. Massie?" She heard the deep shouting of the voice she'll never forget. Massie didn't care for the fact she was told to forget him, she needed him right now, and nobody was stopping her from doing what she was about to do.

"He..h-he's h-he's g-go... gone." She fell into his embrace causing them to both drop to the floor. Massie laid back on his chest, clenching the hem of his suit jacket as she poured her heart out. Her father was gone. Her mother was gone. And she lost her best friends.

God does Karma suck ass.