Don't leave me...

"Darling, you need to live...you have to live...you are our pride...okay?", the woman spoke in a crippled, cracked voice. She was seemingly not strong enough to touch his cheeks or even lift her hands.

"Momma, you cannot leave me like this....we have to do so much together....I am not letting you go anywhere...." the boy sobbed while holding his mum's hand. He was reassuringly kissing her hand again and again.

"Just remember this one thing, you will not become like your uncle....it is not our path...you have to be righteous...", and her speaking stopped. She was no longer struggling to breathe, struggling to speak and struggling to live.

The boy touched his mum, sensing something wrong.

"No....no...you cannot leave me....you cannot leave me.....momma.....please....please....stay with me....don't leave me....", Caleb screamed in his sleep and awakened with a jerk. Sweat beads formed on his forehead which he wiped away with his sleeve. Just then he noticed that he was in his room, in his mansion.

But how did I get here?

What happened?

And just as he tried to remember, a wave of pain crashed his head and one by one the memories came back.

'That woman...that woman. I need to find her'

He pressed a button beneath his bed and a man in black suit hurriedly came.

"Boss, you are awake. Are feeling alright? Are you hurting some-".

"Shut up, will you? Just tell me what happened yesterday and how did I end up here", Caleb stopped him.

"Wh...when you were injected you had fallen asleep and it seems that they only wanted to take that woman away. The men found you and brought you back. Either they do not know you or they know too much so as to not mess with you", the assistant hurriedly replied.

"But what about that woman? Did you find out who is she? Why did she came there?", Caleb enquired without looking at him.

"Actually, we have been waiting for you to wake up as we think that you had seen her from close. If you could give a little time of yours to confirm that woman's sketch..?", he asked uncertainly.

"Okay, but I need that sketch done today! Wait in the living room, I will be down", Caleb stretched. When the assistant left the room, Caleb sat back on the bed. Till the time the assistant was present he had a cold face on but when he left the room he smiled to himself.

"I need to find you, mystery woman!", her thoughts were assaulting his mind and peace. He wanted to touch and smell those long, black hairs. He wanted to feel the softness of her body against him. He wanted to held those hands passing on his warmth. God, he wanted to kiss her so much.