My Husband, The Mafia King *Tom Hiddleston*

Dreams Become Reality?

Tom's POV

I laid in bed that night and was thinking of what I would do with my life now.

I love her. I wanted her to be my wife once more. Only she completes me. Only her. She makes me feel whole. I don't think I'll ever love anyone as much as I love Rose.

I ended up falling asleep and what I saw in my dreams was horrible.

I was at a church. Dressed in black.

*Dream*

I was in a hospital. Watching as they stitched a body back together. But I couldn't see who it was.

"We should get her to the mourge, for her family to claim." The doctor said.

I was then transported to the basement of the hospital. I saw a door open, as if calling for me to come over to it. My legs walked me over to it. I let out a shaky breath, before pulling the bed out.

I nearly collapsed.

There laid Rosalie.  

Before the sob that was getting released, come out, I was transported to another place.

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I looked around. This was the church I married Rose at. But inside of it being lively like normal. Everything screamed death and sadness.

I looked at myself. I was wearing black and holding white and pink roses. Rose's favorite. Seeing them made my gut drop.

I felt my feet walk into the church. People filled the pews. Heads bowed. Sobs and sniffles filled the building. I could hear people start to murmur things about me.

"If only he changed."

"It's all his fault."

"Murderer."

"Killer."

"Lier."

But my feet kept going.

I looked in front of me. There was a closed casket. As I stopped in front of the closed casket, it opened. Oh God.

Inside was my beloved Rosalie.

She looked so peaceful.

"You did this to me." Her voice said. I turned and saw her standing there. Naked and looking at me.

Her hair was up and the stitches showed over her body.

"Rose." I breathed out. "You did this to me. You killed me. If only you kept your promise. I hate you Thomas William Hiddleston." She said. Her once sweet voice turned dead and blank just like her eyes.

Her hand lifted holding a large knife.

"Die!" She shouted going to stab me.

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*Dream end*

I shot up as I panted looking over myself.

The dream felt so real.

I grabbed the phone and dialed Rose's new number.

She didn't pick up. May did. She sounded upset.

"May! I need to reach Rose! I have to make sure she's ok." I said in a panic. I heard her sniffle, and my heart dropped.

"I was just about to call you... Rose attempted suicide. She's at the hospital now." I fell onto my bed in shock. "What happened?" I whispered. I heard May sob.

"I don't know. She skipped dinner, and breakfast this morning." I looked and saw it was indeed morning.

"So Marcus went to bring her some food.... She had swallowed a handful of her antidepressants and then slit her wrist. Please get to the hospital. She will want you there." May then hung up.

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*Eariler*

Marcus's POV

I sighed as I looked at the time. Rose hasn't come out yet. I heard her get up, and figured she would at least come down to eat.

I know she has been depressed lately.

I got up from my seat and got a tray set up. I'll bring her some breakfast and cheer her up. 

I went up to her room and knocked on the door.

"Rose sweety. I've brought you some breakfast. Are you decent?" I asked threw the door, and then waited for a reply. When I didn't get one, I figured that she must've gone back to bed and fell asleep.

So I opened the door, and what I saw, made me drop the tray.

"Rose? Oh God Rose!" I rushed over to her bed. There laid Rose. Her nose bleeding and her wrists slashed.

I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed 911. I went to stop the bleeding and prayed.

I could feel a faint heart beat so I knew that she was still alive. But just barely.

I went in the ambulance with her, and continued to pray. I did stop praying to call my family to tell them to go to the hospital. Then went back to praying.

Oh God Rose. Please pull threw.