I just stood there in silent shock looking at Steven. He was still right in front of me, down on one knee. Steven's expression was nervous, hopeful, and scared. How hypocritical! Even if I refused his proposal, he'd probably just make me marry him anyway.

"Marry me?" he asked again.

Steven is a liar! A dirty liar! He had told me that he told everyone in La Push that I was still alive after he had told them that I was dead. Well Jacob told me the truth: Steven had never even been to La Push since he had Rhett kidnap me from there!

If Steven had lied to me about all that, just what else did he lie about? Are there really vampires in the forest around the house? Did he really imprint on me? Was there ever a Nikki?

Did Derek really die, or was he still alive?

"Answer one more question for me," I said.

"Then you have to answer mine," Steven said.

I nodded. "Is Derek really dead?" I asked.

Steven growled.

"You didn't answer," I said. "Is Derek really dead?"

"Marry me," Steven ordered. The proposal wasn't a question anymore, but a command. I knew that would happen.

"He's alive isn't he?"

"Myren, I'm telling you to marry me!" Steven growled through his teeth.

I looked at the ring in Steven's hand. I raised my right hand and hit the ring out of his so that it went flying across the kitchen. Steven's face was now wearing surprise and pain. I'd hurt him from slapping the ring out his hand and I'm surprising him for standing up to him for the first time in eight months.

"Is Derek still alive?" I asked, raising my voice a little. It felt so weird to do that now. I've mainly spoken in whispers around Steven.

"Myren," Steven whimpered.

"He's still alive! You bastard!" I screamed.

"I'm sorry-"

"You're a liar!"

"Please just-"

"You stupid mutt!"

"Myren, I-"

"YOU RUINED MY LIFE!"

"Myren!" Steven shouted and grabbed my shoulders.

I stopped yelling and looked him in the eyes. He was standing up now and leaning towards me.

"Myren, I just wanted you to love me," Steven said.

That proves it! Derek is still alive and Steven lied about his death to me as he lied about mine to him!

Now, after eight months of staying strong, I lost it. A tear fell down my cheek and soon more came. I accidentally rested my head on Steven's chest. He wrapped his arms around me, but once he did, I shoved myself away and dried my eyes.

"Steven," I said, my voice a little shaky. "I don't want this. Please, I want to go home."

Steven looked at me with sad eyes. "You are home," he said.

Then he walked over to where the ring had fallen and picked it up. Then he walked back to where I was and put it on my ring finger. "It looks so beautiful on you," he said. Then he leaned forward and smacked his lips onto mine.

I pushed Steven away and then slapped him across the face. It hurt my hand a lot, but seeing the emotional pain on Steven's face was worth it.

"I will never marry you," I said through my teeth. "I will never love you."

Steven looked as if he was about to cry, so I decided to finish him off.

"I hate you!" I shouted.

That did it. A tear ran down Steven's cheek and more came. He tried to act all tough at first by just standing there with tears on his face, but after a while, he couldn't help but break down. Steven got down on the floor and grabbed a hold of my legs. He wasn't able to compose his face anymore, it got all distorted and red.

"Please Myren!" he blubbered. "I'm so sorry!"

"Let go," I said, trying to kick Steven away, but he just tightened his grip.

"Please don't push me away!"

"I'm not, I'm trying to kick you away!"

"I love you so much!"

"I hate you so much!"

I finally managed to free myself from Steven's grip. I then picked up the pot of ramen that was still on the stove and dumped the hot water on him.

Steven screamed with pain as the hot water burned on his head and back. He tried to lunge at me, but I hit him across the head with the pot, making him fall over. Once he was on the ground, I threw the pot at him.

Then I took off into the living and dashed in the direction of the sliding glass door. It was time to put Plan D into action!

Once I was in the middle of the living room, I broke out into a sprint and-

Steven grabbed me by the back of my neck and tossed me behind him. I flew until I hit the wall and crashed onto the floor. I glanced up at the wall, which now had humongous cracks on it.

Steven came up to me and pinned me down on the floor.

"I'd rather see you dead than with that mutt Derek!" he shouted.

"Get off me!" I shouted back.

Steven put his hands around my neck, blocking off my air. The bastard was choking me!

I tried to claw at his hands, but he didn't seem phased. Things began to get a little fuzzy when Steven let go.

"What happened to your pinky nail?" he asked.

I shrugged. Wasn't that the nail I lost on the river?

Steven picked me up by the neck. "You know what Myren?" he asked. "I'm starting to think that you haven't been obeying my orders at all."

He then walked over to the door that led down to the basement and opened it. Then he put me down.

"Go in there!" he screamed.

I shook my head and tried to get my breath back.

"Get your ass down there!"

I coughed and gave Steven the finger.

Steven then tried to push me in the doorway. I gripped the sides of the doorframe and wouldn't budge.

Steven then backed up and kicked me in the middle of my back, sending me flying down the stairs. He then closed and locked the door.

I laid at the bottom of the stairs. I don't think I broke anything; I'll just be very, VERY sore in the morning.

I got up and walked over to the small window that all basements have. I was about to open it when I heard the door open up.

Steven threw down some blankets and a pillow.

"There!" he shouted. "I'll let you out when I get back from work tomorrow! Then we can discuss the details of our wedding. Oh! And I expect the laundry to be done too!" He then closed the door and I heard the lock.

I went and laid on the blankets and waited patiently for morning to come. At eight in the morning, Jacob would come and break me out of here.

Then I would be able to be with Derek.