Light's POV

Later that day l was released from the medical center and allowed to go to my room. I was relieved about that except that night someone visited me. My father.

"Light I was so worried about you. Are you ok?" My father asked.

"Yes sir, I'm fine."

"Thank God. Now what was it we were supposed to do today?" He said, a mischievous smile creeping into his face.

"Please don't father. Please not today," I begged him with my voice trembling.

"Don't talk back to me!" He shouted, "Now where were we?"

After a small whimper passed my throat, my father pushed me into the bed.