Yandere!Herobrine x Reader x Steve

Where is he?

This has some pretty dark imagery, it may be offensive to some.

"Miss, Herobrine is waiting now," "Ok," you wave off the skeleton at your door. Dinner with that monster does not sound pleasant what so ever. You look around the room and get a bright idea, 'I guess I could try to escape,' you smirk and grab a chair. You throw it against the mirror and grab one of the shards off of the ground. It is fool proof, when he asks for a kiss you comply and walk towards him. At the last second you pull out the shard and put it to his neck and force him to let you go. 'Yeah, that'll work,' your eyes are still red from the crying. You walk out through the hall and into the dining room with the shard behind you. Right before you sat down he asked for a kiss, just like you wanted him too. You walk over there trying to block out your thoughts, he smiles as you walk by, he doesn't even know. You lean down and quickly pull out the shard to his neck, causing him to lean back, "where is my husband!" He grabs your wrist and slowly brings your arm down, "woah, woah, woah, princess," he smiles, he isn't even afraid of your  threat! You grab the shard with your other hand and put it up to his throat. "Where is he!" He looks at you annoyed and snaps his finger, making the shard disappear from your hand, "wha-what?" He cuts you off, "ok don't worry your husband is safe somewhere, idk where, but I just teleported him somewhere," defeat plagues your face, until you remember, "He will find a map or something at village, he will find your castle." You start to cry, "Look, we are in the nether, he wouldn't be able to find-" "Yes he will! There are maps of the nether, I-I seen them, I have even seen your castle on them!" You yell, shaking, "ok, that is true," he smiles, "But I made sure he doesn't remember anything since before he built that house near here, he will remember his other houses far away from here and will most likely find them, but he won't remember you," No, no, that can't be, he needs to find you. You put your hand on the table leaning against it, backing away from herobrine, feeling a little light headed, "Hey, hey, hey, you don't need that idiot, you will love me, and I can protect you much better than he could protect you." He puts his hand on your shoulder, "No!!" You smack his hand away, "Get away from me you monster!!" His face turns into a growl, "Don't call me that!" You back away in fear, 'I hate him, I hate him, I absolutely hate him!!' You think, backing into the hallway. "Don't even think that you hate me!" You look at him in disgust, then cross your arms and look up towards the ceiling, 'Fine if you are gonna read my thoughts, I won't talk then!' You think, trying to be defiant. "Look at me when I am talking to you!!" 'Nope!' You refuse to obey him. You hit the end of the hallway and lean against it, "Talk to me!!" He yells in your face, you grow a little weary, but you decide to stand your ground to him. "Fuck you." You say matter-of-a-factly, "What did you just say to me?!" He puts both hands on either side of you on the wall, his face inches away from your face. You look him straight in the eye, covering any feeling of fear. His smoking, white eyes stare into you, "Fuck. You." You glare at him, "That's it!!" He yells and raises his hand and slaps you with so much force it sends you to the floor. You land on your hip and your hands, hot tears sting your face. You quickly get to your feet and let out a growl, "You're just a failed prototype of Steve!!" Immediately as that came out of your mouth, you knew it was a mistake. He stops dead in his tracks and looks a bit over his shoulder, "What did you just say?!" "No-nothing," he turns around staring you directly in the eye, his veins bulging on his forehead, his hands in tight fists, and, of course, those eyes flaring white smoke. You gasp and put your back to the wall as he stomps over to you, his face inches from yours as you shrink and whimper in fear. He doesn't say anything and just stares at you, making your even more afraid. Finally, he speaks, "Ill make you regret those words," you whimper, tears are streaming down your face. He punches you, causing you to hit the floor and start spitting up blood. He kicks you in the stomach making you yell out in pain. He pulls you up by the hair and pulls out a dagger and cuts your arm, then your chest. He throws you back on the ground. He walks away for a second and you try to get up. You finally get back on your feet and head to the the bedroom. That is, until you hear footsteps behind you. he pulls back your hair and your head with it to make you face him, "where do you think you are going?" He has a hot coal in his hand that doesn't seem to harm him, he grabs you and brings you to the table and then slams your head against it. With that force you almost faint, before you were able to, he pulled you back into reality, "No, I won't let you get out that easily," you wish you fainted. "Open up, bitch," he puts the coal to your mouth, but you refuse to. He growls and pulls his dagger out again and stabs you straight in the stomach, causing you to open your mouth in response to which he shoves the hot coal in. You tried to spit it out but he forced it to stay in your mouth, "You aren't allowed to spit it out that quick," he smirks at your tears in pain. After what felt like forever, he let you spit it out, he then hands you a healing potion. You swish it down hoping to take away the pain and not die from your stomach wound. You swish it down but the pain isn't relieved, but the wounds went away. 'What? How is the pain still here, this, this is unbearable!' The pain is so bad, you would rather be dead. He lets out a big chuckle, "oh that healing potion only takes away wounds but leaves the pain there until I give you a real one! I'll give you a real one in an hour or so, if I feel like it," He laughs even more at you sobbing, and surprised look. He picks you up and takes you to the bedroom and sets you on the bed. You could hardly move, and that hour was one of the most painful time of your life.
*1 hour later*
"Here," he hands your a potion, you quickly drink it and the pain immediately subsides. You let out a sigh, but then he sits next to you and puts his arm around you, making your skin crawl. "Shouldn't you thank me for giving you that relief," you reply with a timid thank you. "You know, I don't want to hurt you, if you just do what I say, don't speak out of place, and follow my rules, you would be just fine." You look away, just wanting to be with your husband. He tried to kiss you but the anger of not being with your husband boiled over and you pushed him away. He looks at you with surprise then anger, "I'm so done with you bitch!!" You scoot to the base of the bed away from him. He leans to you and grabs your shoulders, "Sleep," He says firmly, and the whole world starts to spin....
You wake up, but to your surprise, something is covering your lips. There is tape over your mouth! You try to take it off but your hands are tied to the bed frame above you. You look down and you realize you are completely naked. You felt so helpless naked, and you couldn't cover yourself. "Oh good you are awake," he smirks at you. He is shirtless with only boxers, you look away blushing at his obvious bulge. He licks his lips and puts his hands on your waist, he slowly slides them down to your hips. This sends shivers down your spine as a tear escapes your eye. He then reaches your hips and gives a big thrust causing you to help and cry. He leans down to your ear, "Your not going to be able to walk after I'm done with you." He hisses in your ear. He starts kissing your neck making you cringe and cry even more. He moves down to your breasts and he gets his head up and moves his hands up to your breasts and squeezes. You squeal in pain, trying to get away, but your legs are straddled around him. He laughs and starts moving his hands back to your hips. He takes off his boxers and leans back to your face and whispers in you ear, "After this, you'll be mine." You cry, this was supposed to be with Steve, not this demon! You were gonna give yourself up to Steve, you were supposed to belong to him. Instead, Herobrine will take your purity. He gets to strip you of your innocence. "I can hear what you are thinking, and yes I'm the one who will take your purity." He laughs, "Ready?" You shake your head vigorously, "What? I can't hear you, can you say no if you don't want this?" He cups his hand towards your mouth, he is entertained  by this!! How could he?! You say no under your tape even though it's no use. He laughs loudly, "Well if you are fine with it, I'm just gonna go for it." You try to scoot away but he just holds onto your hips securely. "There is no possible way you could get out of this now," he finally puts it in quickly, making you yelp. It hurts so bad, you think to yourself. He moves around making sure you aren't able to get comfy with it. You sit there crying in defeat, you can't do anything, at that moment all fight left you and you submitted to him. You finally let go of ever escaping and you laid there limply as he thrusted into you. It is extremely painful and you hate it, but there is nothing you can do anymore. "Good girl," he purrs, he could feel you give up. 'He is going to win every time, there is no point anymore, why even try to get out, I'm gonna be his slave here forever,' you think to yourself as you breakdown. "Yes you are," He breathlessly says, "So you better get used to it." After what felt like an eternity, he stopped. "That felt so good," he lays next to you, you just sit there in defeat, crying, not wanting to look at him. He looks back at you and suddenly fills with rage, "Cmon, you slut, you don't get to sleep in a bed. Your dirty ass can sleep in the dungeon!" He puts his clothes back on and he removes your tape, he then teleports you to a dungeon with only one thing, a window with bars. What was behind it was the nether, and the roomed filled with ghast cries. "Please..." you say crying, "Shut up!" He yelled startling you. "You can sleep here naked on the cold ground for all I care." He teleports our leaving you crying on the floor of a cold dungeon. This is your life now, obeying this maniac with a humor for pain and a desire for your body. You are his entertainment, his slave. What kind of hell is this? You curl up in a ball and try to sleep, whimpering and sobbing, "why," you whisper to yourself, "why why why...." you trail off and fall asleep...