Broken

Twenty Two.

"Mykie! If we are late to set again, Chris is going to be fucking pissed off!" I screeched into the phone.
"Okay, okay!" Mykie whined back. The call ended during her jog back to the car from the mailbox. I tossed my phone into my purse. She jumped into the driver's side and flung all the mail onto me causing my purse to fall to my feet. "Shit, sorry." I glanced through the junk mail and bills. Mykie started up the car. "You know, we haven't been late in over two weeks, right?" I didn't answer. I was frozen staring at a white envelope with my name and a stamp from the courthouse on the front of it. "Sarah?" Hearing my name shook me back to reality.

"It's from the judge." Mykie and I stared at each other.
"Open it!" She yelled, breaking our stare. I held my breath as I opened it. After another month of Jake's 'take me back' bullshit, I was desperate for this divorce to be final. Mykie reversed from the parking spot. She began driving to the set and watched my every move at opening the letter. The car slowed to a stop at a red light. I scanned the words on the paper to make it to the final verdict from the judge at the bottom.

"The divorce is finalized." I mumbled.
"What!"
"It's final!" I declared louder. Mykie and I celebrated by bouncing in our seats the best we could with being restricted from our seatbelts. The car behind us honked its horn. Mykie waved to them as she proceeded at the green light.
"No more Gyllenhaal!" She sung. I laughed at her. I read the words over and over smiling from ear to ear. "You know what this means, right?"
"You already said no more Jake."
"No, you dumbass. You and Chris? You can finally jump his bones!" I laughed and nudged her with my elbow.
"I've thought about how I would tell him." I said, biting my lip. I put the letter back into the envelope and rummaged through my purse for my cigarettes.

"Ooohh, tell me." She merged onto the freeway. I lit a cigarette and cracked open the window.
"I'll invite him over for a 'surprise'. When we get into my room, I'll have the pile of mail on my bed with the letter under it. I'll make sure he sits next to it. When he asks again what the surprise is, because I know he can't control his eagerness, I'll pull out the letter." I waited for her reaction. She nodded her head to the movement of the car.
"Genius." She proclaimed. We continued to talk about our happiness for the rest of the drive to the set.

Everyone had an easy and fast day on set. We started early in the morning so we could finish before 7:00pm. I kept things casual on set with Chris despite the urge to jump into his arms in celebration.
Before I left with Mykie, I texted Chris about coming over for a surprise. He responded within a few minutes letting me know he will definitely come over and he was very excited.
Mykie sped home to give me enough time to get ready. I showered and shaved everything, once again, with hopes that something would happen this time. After getting dressed, I set up the mail at the foot of my bed. I made sure the corner of the envelope was peaking out.

"Sarah! Chris is here!" Mykie yelled from the living room. I walked out of my room with Deeohgee behind me to see Chris being let in the front door by Mykie.
"Deeoh!" He yelled, swinging his arms above his head. Deeohgee ran passed me to fall onto Chris' feet. I smiled watching Chris give him belly rubs.
"I'm gonna finish my movie." Mykie said softly as she walked to her room. She rubbed my arm and winked at me before disappearing into her room. I held out my hand to help Chris up from the floor. He kissed my lips then pecked my face with kisses. I giggled pushing him away.

"Want a beer?" I asked him, smiling uncontrollably.
"Yes, please." He kissed my hand before I skipped to the kitchen. "So, what's the surprise?" I giggled at him and how I was right about his eagerness. I took two beers out from the fridge. A little yelp escaped my lips as I bumped into him.
"You'll find out when I tell you." I brought the beers onto the counter. He kept his body close to mine. His intoxicating scent tickled my nose. I found my bottle opener to pop open the beers.
"When will you tell me?"
"When I tell you." I handed him the beer and clinked it with mine. He raised an eyebrow gulping down the beer. "Come on." I motioned my head toward my room. He followed behind me with his eyes dropping to my butt. He slapped and gripped my right butt cheek. I shook it to the sound of his laugh.
I gulped down most of my beer before I took his bottle and set them down on the small entertainment center. I held Chris by his arms, moving him to the foot of the bed and slightly to the left of the center. He chuckled and kissed my forehead.

"Sit." I instructed. He did as he was told. "Ready?" I asked. He nodded his head so I straddled his lap right away.
"Oh, hello." He whispered. He immediately placed one hand onto each of my butt cheeks and squeezed. I cupped his face with my hands and kissed him passionately. I started to grind myself onto his lap. He placed a hand to the side of my face. "Wait...wait...baby.." He said gently between kisses. I rest my hands on his neck. "...what's the surprise?" I threw my head back in laughter. He returned his hand to my butt as I reached to the pile of mail. I snaked out the envelope. His eyes shifted from the envelope back to my eyes.
"This is from the judge..." His eyes widened and smile faded. "...the divorce is final."

"Fucking finally." He kissed me so quickly that it made me squeal. I tossed the envelope behind me just as he pulled my shirt over my head. My bra being removed immediately followed. We kissed each other deeply as I pushed myself into his growing member again. He ripped away his lips. "Condom?" I dropped my shoulders.
"I don't have any."
"Birth control?"
"No."
"I'll pull out." He growled. I held onto his chest.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Baby, I wasn't planning on this to happen. I'm not the type of guy that carries a condom in his wallet or back pocket or—"

"Okay, I'm sorry." I held onto his neck and kissed his lips. He returned his hands to my bare sides. "I'll go ask Mykie." I leaped from his lap. I pulled a tank top over my head. Before he could interject, I was out the door in a little jog to her room. I knocked on the door gently. "Mykie? Do you have—" The door opening startled me. Mykie's hand holding two condoms appeared.
"I know you'll thank me later." She said from behind the door. I squealed as I took the condoms. I returned to my room. Seeing Chris sitting on the edge of my bed fiddling with his hands made me realize what was about to go down. I smiled at him and held up the condoms. I handed them to him, shut the door, locked it and returned to straddling his lap. I inhaled a deep breath at his hands stripping the tank top off my body. His lips traced the skin on my chest down to my left breast. His tongue caressed the hardening nipple. I tightened my legs around him. Our eyes met as his tongue flicked at my nipple. I bit my bottom lip. His lips smirked gently as he lifted me from his lap and threw me onto my bed.