Tom Hardy Character Imagines

A Mother's Love (Part Four)- Reggie Kray x OFC

Reggie stood at the graveside, unable to tear his gaze away from the beautiful mahogany coffin and the golden plaque with his mother's name inscribed upon it. The last three weeks had seen her health deteriorate more and more, and while Reggie knew it was kinder and that she was now no longer suffering, the selfish side of him didn't care. The little boy inside of him just wanted his mum.

"I can't believe she's really gone," Ronnie appeared beside him, his eyes red behind his glasses. The pair of them might be big tough gangsters but even they couldn't hold back tears as they watched their beloved mother being lowered into the ground. "Feels like a bad dream, don't it?"

"Is it wrong that I'm angry at her for leaving us?" Reggie murmured. "I know she had to go but..."

"I know what you mean," Ronnie put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "But you're not really angry at her, you're just hurting...and I don't think it's just about mum either."

Reggie scoffed and shook his head, but deep down he knew Ronnie was correct. Ever since that night he and Evelyn had slept together, something had changed and not for the better. He really thought they could fix things between them; they loved each other after all, but they couldn't. She had made that perfectly clear as she sat on the floor and cried her eyes out while he watched on helplessly. What had he expected? After all, he was the one who had done this to her.

The wake was held at the club because neither twin could stomach the thought of having their home filled with neighbours and friends. It didn't matter that when their mother was alive and in good health she had people in and out all day long. To Reggie and Ronnie, the thought of people trampling in and out of their two up two down all day felt like somehow it would wear away their mother's memory. The last things she touched would no longer be touched just by her and they would forever be tainted.

"Where's Evelyn?" Reggie asked Albie, smiling politely as yet another mourner offered him their sincerest condolences.

"In the office," Albie motioned behind him with his head. "The little man was getting a bit overwhelmed with all the attention on him and got upset."

Reggie nodded and without another word headed in the same direction. He needed to be with her.

He just needed to have her near, to draw his strength from her because somehow she always had plenty and right now he had none.

"Ev," he peeked his head around the door to find her bouncing little Reggie on her hip and singing him a quiet song. "Albie told me you two were in here. You alright, little man?"

"Daddy," little Reggie beamed, holding his arms out and all but flinging himself at Reggie who caught him with a grunt. "I want to go home but mummy says we can't."

"Well," Reggie swallowed, ignoring the way his throat closed up at the thought of them leaving. "Maybe in a few days when I'm feeling up to it I'll be able to take you back, eh?"

"A few days," little Reggie's bottom lip wobbled. "I don't want to stay in this room for days and day 'cause there's no food and I don't want to die like Nanna did."

"Reggie," Evelyn hissed, shaking her head at him before looking at his father. "He means he wants to go back home, to your home."

"Oh," Reggie couldn't hide his surprise. "Sorry bud, I thought you wanted to go back to your flat where you live with Mummy."

"We don't live there no more," the little boy chuckled at his Dad. "Silly daddy. Me and mummy live with you and uncle Ronnie now."

Evelyn just looked down at the ground, unable to meet either Reggie's questioning eyes nor her son's. She knew the day was coming when she and little Reg would return back to their small flat and continue on with their lives. She knew, of course, that life now included her son having his father around, which she didn't begrudge. How could she when her son was so happy to finally have his Dad in his life? But it still meant that she was going to have to see him when he came to visit and she was going to have to pretend that she wasn't in love with him or that she didn't crave being with him every waking moment of the day. It would be so easy to forget the past and start again with Reggie, but there was just something that wouldn't let her. She couldn't risk having her heart broken again, because as much as it was hurting right now, it would hurt a whole lot more when Reggie cast her aside again.