your wedding dress, white lace scratching your skin, was clinging to you like a lie. you were a little too tipsy from the alcohol you had been knocking back to survive this nightmare

your husband, colton, was standing in the corner with his hand on some girls waist. you dont care enough to ask. his lips graze her neck and she laughs, tilting her head to give him more room

you scoff loud enough that a few heads turn but youre already moving. your heels are clicking against the floor as you move through the crowd, looking for renee

renee has been in your head all night like a magnet that you couldnt escape. every glance that youve shared had a spark with her eyes raking over you like shes taking this stupid dress off you in her mind

youve shot looks back, mouthing for her to knock it off when her gaze lingers too long on your body. she just smirks with her jealousy rising when coltons hand brushes your arm

yours rises too when youre watching her laugh with someone else. youre a mess of stolen looks and unspoken promises and this screwed up marriage. its a joke that neither of you are laughing at

finally you spot her near the bar, her suit hugging her body in a way that makes your mouth dry. shes talking to one of your dads, mike. your other dad, james, is standing close to mike with his arm slung around him, both smiling at renee like shes still their daughter in law

they had never gotten over you and renees divorce. earlier today they had came up to you. mikes voice had been soft but serious “y/n this isnt right. its supposed to be renee up there with you. always was.”

james had nodded with his hand on your shoulder “we love you kid but colton? hes not it. you know hes not. renees family. shes home.”

you had brushed them off while muttering something about moving on but their words have been stabbing at you all night because it was a truth that you couldnt keep covering

right now youre not thinking. youre just moving, pushing through the crowd “renee” your voice is sharp, interrupting whatever mike was saying

when her eyes meet yours theres that look again, the one that says she knows exactly what youre thinking. mike raises an eyebrow but you dont care. you grab her wrist, your fingers curling around it and pull her away mid sentence

“y/n honey we were-“ james had started but youre already pulling renee towards the door with a tight grip

shes not resisting as she chuckles quietly behind you. the room fades behind you, quieting as you get into the hallway thats lit by the soft chandeliers

the second the doors close you spin her around with your hands going to her suit jacket in a tight grip. you kiss her hard and desperate, pouring every bit of frustration and want into it

your lips crash against hers and for a second youre terrified shes going to pull away but then she kisses you back, her hands gripping your waist as she pushes you against the stair railing. the wood digs into your back, grounding you as her mouth claims yours, tasting like whiskey and the mint gum shes always chewing. it so her that it makes your chest ache

she breaks the kiss just to trail her lips down your jaw “youre killing me in this dress y/n” her voice is rough as her lips brush your pulse point on your neck

you gasp as she bites at the skin, her hands moving up your sides with her thumbs grazing your ribs “been thinking about this all night. you. me. no one else.”

“renee..” you gasp with your head moving back, giving her more room

each kiss is unraveling you even more. your fingers were tangled on her hair, pulling her closer as she groans, pressing her body against yours

“you saw him didnt you?” she mutters between kisses, her hands slipping to your back to pull you even closer “colton with that girl. you didnt even flinch.”

“didnt care.” you somehow manage to mumble in a shaky breath as her teeth scrape your skin “only care about you”

“good because youre mine y/n. always have been.”