"I'm an idiot."
"You must certainly are."
Nate looked over, putting his hand out. "Give me some. Although I shouldn't be encouraging you, I really need a drink right now."
Shane smirked, handing over the bottle of vodka and watching his brother gulp some down. "Slow down."
"I can handle my drinking more than you can."
"Hmm, sure you can."
Shane stood up, heading over to his suitcase. He retrieved another bottle, shaking it in front of his brother's face before joining him on the floor, leaning his back on the bed.
"I shouldn't be encouraging you." Shane mocked, sipping from his bottle. "Seriously though, you're an idiot."
Nate scoffed. "Tell me something I don't know, bro."
"Caitlyn worships you?"
"She doesn't. She's her own person." Nate replied, shaking his head. "I worship her."
Shane smirk widened. "So she's the one who wears the pants in the relationship, huh?"
"Speak for yourself. Mitchie wears it in your relationship. You really thought that she'd run after you?"
"She did once upon a time."
"Before you screwed up?"
"Yep."
"Huh. Well, thank God dad doesn't worship women otherwise he'd stuck with Mom and eventually screw her over too."
"She dodged a bullet there."
"Indeed."
...
Jason sighed, rolling his eyes. "As much as I love the two of you, I can't help you."
Mitchie pouted, crossing her arms. "They're your brothers."
"Your idiot brothers..." Caitlyn muttered darkly. "I've done nothing but be a perfect little supportive girlfriend and he thinks I don't respect our relationship? I guess it was too good to be true. Pining over an idiot results in bitter heartbreak."
Jason hugged Caitlyn tightly, stroking her hair before doing the same with Mitchie. "I had an argument with Shane about this. He thinks he can have things his way and get away with it when they go wrong but life doesn't work that way. That day in Paris, Mitchie, he had two choices. Propose or not to. He chose not to, you guys split up and look at you now. Caitlyn, the day he got with Dana, Nate also had two choices. To let her go or to let you go. He chose to let you go and look at you now. He used you the year after and he used you now. After my brothers left you two for the first time, you got on with life, found other people and became successful. Everywhere you go, people know you as you and not Shane or Nate's girlfriends. You two made something of yourselves, you don't need a Gray to love you and make you better. They ruined you. So, tell me why I would help the two of you to make one of the biggest mistakes of your lives and get them back?"
"Because we know we love them?" Mitchie whispered. "I broke it off with Antonio. I want Shane and I'm sure that I do."
Jason turned to Caitlyn. "And you?"
"Call us inseparable if you want," she mumbled, rolling her eyes. "He can be a jerk but we're good together."
He finally nodded and Mara smiled, kissing his cheek. "You're their only hope, Jase." She said.
"I know I am."
"Well, I guess we better go and find them," Jason mumbled.
When they arrived at Nate and Shane's joint cabin, they found them packing.
"Where are you going?" Jason asked.
"Home. We told Uncle Brown that we needed a break from this break." Shane replied, shrugging.
"But we need someone to judge the Final Jam."
Shane scoffed, giving Nate a look before turning to their older brother again. "Now you care. Especially since you, your wife and your daughter are leaving too. Also, isn't there other celebrities to parade around. Just because we're alumni doesn't mean we should be in every showcase. You forget neither of us attended this place in a long time. Actually, that's wrong. I did. I was the only one whilst you and Nate went off and did your own stuff."
"I'm sorry about that." Jason sighed.
"Me too," Nate added. "But once we're building the bridges, we seem to break them again. We're poison to each other."
"And to the girls. Whom have done nothing but worship the ground you both walk on." Jason said.
Shane and Nate both shared a glance before turning to face Mitchie and Caitlyn.
"Forgive us?"
Mitchie and Caitlyn shared a nonchalant glance. "If you make it up to us."
Nate took Caitlyn's hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before lifting her chin up. "Would this..." He started, getting down on one knee. "Make it up to you?"
"A spontaneous engagement?" Caitlyn questioned. "Maybe. If there was a ring."
Nate looked down at his right hand where his old purity ring laid. He'd never disposed of it. Tended to take it around like a good luck charm. Lately, he had taken to putting it on his right ring finger to show his loyalty and fidelity to Caitlyn.
"Like this?" He asked, slipping it off and holding it up to her.
Mitchie and Mara shared nudges, grinning as they smiled at Shane and Jason.
"Y-Your purity ring? But you're not...-"
"I started wearing it again for you. You're my beginning, my middle and end. You're in my past, my present and hopefully my future. You are my start and end all-"
Caitlyn burst out in laughter. "Okay, you're getting way too sappy for me. Just propose already. Please? Before I sleep?"
Nate playfully rolled his eyes. "Will you marry me?"
"I've waited twelve years for those words and it sends shivers down my spine since the day is actually here now." She whispered. "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you. I'll be the first woman to ever make you question your masculinity." She smirked, slipping the ring on before pulling him up for a kiss.
"Hmm," he said against her lips. "In your dreams."
...
"Lola?"
Lola turned around, giving Sander a small smile. "Yeah?"
"Why don't you get your son now? He can be here in time for Final Jam and you guys can move in with me?"
She licked her lips, offering a guilty smile. "We decided to make things work-"
Sander shook his head. "You didn't... Lola! This is abuse! Are you getting back together with him? What about our plans?"
"Wishful thinking. Look, I love you, Sander but we can't be together. I'm sorry."
Lola kissed his cheek before leaving him standing in the middle of the camp, heartbroken.
A few yards away, Peggy was a mediator for Tess and Ella.
"I've brought you both here because you need to solve your differences. Yes, Tess lied about her anorexia and yes, Ella, you kept your abortion a secret but you girls are sisters. Or as good as. It was the three of us, making it together but now look at us."
"Ella, an abortion is too much!" Tess whispered. "An innocent child! Life!"
Ella let a few tears fall. "You think I don't know that? I'm not ready."
"We would have done it together. With Peggy!"
Peggy allowed herself to nod. "That's true." She admitted. "But Tess, you've got to understand that this was difficult for Ella. Ella is not ready and neither are we, to be honest."
"Even Lola has a child! And he was unexpected!" Tess argued gently. "Everyone else is getting married and settling down, when will that happen for us? I want us to be happy, Ells..."
"But I am happy now. I'm a fashion designer and model. I'm happy."
Tess shook her head, allowing her own tears to fall. "I'm not happy."
"Why?"
"Because I hate myself." Tess shrugged. "I hate my face, my body, my voice. My personality finally improved after seventeen years of being a spoiled brat. I'm not happy."
Ella took her hand. "So, my child would have made you happy?"
Tess nodded sadly. "I want to quit modelling. I want to find someone to love me. To settle down with. Your child would have helped me."
"We really need to start talking to each other more..." Ella chuckled lightly. "Maybe if you found someone, you'd love yourself?"
"I can't. I'm not a good person."
Peggy took her other hand. "But you are now. And now, you can learn to love yourself. We'll be with you every step of the way."
"Will I be sent to the hospital?"
Peggy and Ella shared a glance. "We're hoping it never comes to that."
And back in Nate's cabin, he had his vlog camera set up and Caitlyn by his side. Sharing a smile, he turned the camera on and took a deep breath.
"Hey, guys. This video is a little different. I'm ready to introduce the love of my life to you guys and tell you guys how I met her and how our love came to be. Guys... I'm engaged. I'm getting married."