#x.renn

Renn hummed softly as she stepped out of the house and on to the decking, a tea towel clutched in her hands as she idly wiped the dish water from them. The Wilmington sky burst with radiant light as the sun descended closer to the horizon - fatefully bound to disappear beneath the ocean. She was about to descend the small wooden stairs and re-join Cameron at the outside dining table but something stopped her. For a long moment she just looked and with each second her heart thudded a little stronger. The younger woman made her heart beat in a way it didn’t know it could. Each day she fell further in love with Cameron Graham and for each moment for the rest of her life she’d never cease to forget how strongly she felt. “You look very content like that, you know.” Renn said finally, stepping down on to the grass as she broke from her love fuelled trance. “And you too, Princess.” She chuckled, watching as the dog next to Cameron’s leg raised its head and beat its tail hard against the grass. Delicately Renn pulled a long treat from her back pocket and lay it in front of the pooch, reaching up to scratch delicately between her ears. “See, if you’re good then you’ll get treats too.” She teased as she straightened up and wound behind Cam’s chair, draping her arms over her shoulders. Her lips soon found her cheek and her fingertips rubbed delicately at her collarbone. “What you thinking about, baby?” @idpickycufirst

Renn slammed the door of her car closed only seconds after turning it sharply into the gravelled driveway. She didn’t even look back as she strode across the porch and forced her key into the front door of their home. Her home. That she shared and lived in with Cam. The same Cam that she hadn’t looked back at since they’d left the bar. She was mad. She was hurt. All she could remember was the sharp humour that Cam had tried to force into a joke that hadn’t been funny. A low blow at her expense as far as Renn was aware. Finally, the lock gave and Renn let the door swing as she stepped through it. Heels clattered against the wall and her handbag skittered across the island as she entered the kitchen. Without hesitation, she pulled a bottle of red wine from the rack and poured a large glass. Half of it disappeared in one sip. “I thought we were past that Cameron!” Renn shouted as she kept her glass clutched close to her chest. She wasn’t sure whether she was on the edge of tears or screaming. “You humiliated me. In front of people that know us as us. You’re the person I’m marrying. It’s our engagement ring that we share. And in front of everyone, you think it’s....what....funny to question me? Make a joke about her?” She downed the rest of her glass and quickly refilled it. “You know what, sometimes I forget and sometimes I’m reminded that you can still act like a child.” @unsctisfied

Renn had been stuck in her head since lunchtime. She’d woken up that morning quite cheerful but over the course of the day her mood had dropped completely. She’d seen Cameron off that morning with a long kiss and then headed out to the garden to make sure the North Carolina sun wasn’t completely demolishing the soil of her vegetable patch. Everything was beginning to grow in abundance this year and Renn was genuinely delighted with herself to see it all coming together. She had become quite the domestic Goddess since truly settling down with Cameron. The ring on her finger meant everything to her and everything that came with it was a blessing. So when she had gone to drop off Cameron’s lunch and seen with her own eyes the new girl practically throwing herself at her wife she’d been pissed. She’d barely even said hello before she’d been heading out the door, shouting back that she’d be swinging by to pick up her wife after work. She knew she had her jeep but it was a nice gesture. But when Renn finally pulled up across the road from the florist, she got more of a sight of the jeep than she would have liked. She kept the engine of her Audi running, letting the cold air con flow over her warm skin. There was her Cam. Her beautiful wife but there was the other girl. Much younger than Renn was. Pretty. Nice legs. Her hands touching Cam’s bare arms when she spoke. Intentionally leaning over to try and point something obviously unnecessary out. She wasn’t sure how long she just watched the pair for, feeling the tightness in her chest twist. Eventually she snapped slightly and threw open the door, slamming it a little too loudly. “Cameron.” She called, her eyes stern and her smile overly forced. “Are you coming or...should I wait until you’re done hosting this episode of Top Gear?” @unsctisfied

“Would you stop playing with it, Renn?” Momma Hadley reprimanded with a sigh as she watched her daughter reach toward her hairline. Renn’s eyes were settled on the large vanity mirror, her expression a picture of excitement and nerves. The make-up artists and hair stylist had been and gone. Renn’s face was the image of natural perfection and her dark hair was for once up but so easily bound and braided so it framed her face and managed to flow to the top of her neck. “You look beautiful, sweetheart. Your father’s probably going to cry and I-” The woman sniffed and lifted her hand to her mouth as her lip trembled.