Risky? (LXLightXReader)

Terrifying Situation

I woke up on a cold stone floor. From the cracks of the boarded up window, I could tell it was sundown. I sat up and blinked a couple of times to focus my vision. I had a throbbing headache. I got up and saw a metal door. I walked over to it knowing that it would be locked, but a spark of hope led me to believe it wasn't. I reached for the handle, but it swung open. I backed up a little bit and saw a familiar guy. He had brown hair, light skin complexion, and appeared to be in his 30s. No....I backed up even more before my back hit the wall. 

"Makoto Akagi," I whispered. He chuckled.

"So, you've heard of me?" he smirked and shut the door. He walked over to me and pinned my shoulders against the wall with unbelievable strength. 

"Let me go!!" I screamed. I kicked him in the shin and he let me go. He muttered a profanity before he slapped me, causing me to fall to the floor. He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and slammed me against the wall. 

"I was scared this would be hard," he said as he pulled out a knife from his pocket. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded for my freedom. He ignored my cries and ran the blade across my forearm. I heard people calling his name. 

"Be right back, doll. I have something to attend to," he stated, dropping me before leaving. The door shut behind him and I started crying. The only thing that was left for me to do was to hope that Light and L would come to my rescue. I just hoped that I would be alive by then.

L's POV

Everyone went home except for Light. I was curious as to why he didn't leave. 

"L...Have you seen (Y/N)? She didn't come in today," Light said. 

"Hmm...you're right. She didn't mention anything yesterday. She may just be sick, we can check her place tomorrow if she doesn't show up," I suggested and Light gave a short nod. I was a little worried.

Your POV

The door slammed and I looked up. I got up and he started walking towards me again. I tried to run for the door, but he grabbed my wrist and threw me to a wall. 

"You just don't know when to quit," he smirked. "I have an idea" he added and brought out a knife. He knelt down and cut my thigh pretty deep and I let out a scream. The pain and blood started to nauseate me. He grabbed my chin and forcefully made me look him in the eye. I started crying again, but he wiped away a tear with his thumb.

 "Aww, don't cry. If you cooperate you won't suffer as much," he said. He leaned into my ear and whispered something that made me sick.

"You're the best one I've caught. Don't ruin it." He let me go. "Unfortunately, I have to go. See you later, doll," he smiled and left. I cried again. Please hurry Light and L. The cut kept bleeding and I noticed the one on my arm opened again. Everything started getting blurry and the only thing I could think of was that this was it. This was how I was going to die.