At my worst

Where did the party go?

Tyla
I wake up to Andy's arms wrapped around me. Last nights events flood back when I realize we're both undressed.
"Morning baby." He whispers in my ear, kissing it. I turn over and kiss his chest. "Baby?" He asks. "Yes?" I ask quietly. "What's wrong? Is it about last night?" He asks, tilting my head up. "No, last night was great. I'm really tired, that's all." I yawn and giggle. I get up and throw some clothes on, not caring that Andy is in the room. I front flip onto the bed and laugh. "Damn, Ty." Andy says. I smirk and lay on top of him. He kisses my lips and I grab his face. "How are you so sexy?" He mumbles. I blush and look away. "Hey what's wrong Ty?" He whispers. "I'm really not, Andrew. I don't get how you think I'm pretty or anything." I say and look at him. "Baby you're right. You aren't pretty." He says. "W-what do you mean?" I ask nervously. "You're beautiful. Tyla Sykes I love you. More than anything." He says. I smile a little and look down. He tilts my head up and kisses me softly. I move off him and he tries to pull me back. "Babe we can cuddle when you're dressed." I giggle. He gets up and throws his boxers and shorts on. He climbs back into bed and I lay on top of him. He tries to kiss me but I move away. "Baby?" He asks. I just look away. Die. Kill yourself. Worthless. Whore. "Babe!" He yells and the voices stop. I get up and run to the living room. I sit on the couch and cover my ears. Andy comes down and walks over to me. By now tears are streaming down my face. "Tyla you've gotta listen. I love you." No he doesn't. He smashes his lips onto mine and I kiss back. I feel his hand touch my skin and slide up my back. My hand moves to his waistband and decide to stay there. "Baby, you've gotta tell me what's wrong." He says, taking my hands in his. "I keep hearing voices in the back of my head,telling me to die. I just need to Andy. I'm sorry." I say and break down into tears. I feel soft lips on mine, moving slowly. Mine move in sync with his and he pulls me closer to him. "I'm sorry baby. You probably think I'm insane, talking about voices in my head." I say. He kisses me again and picks me up. He carries me to the bedroom and puts me on the bed, climbing on top. His lips attack mine and move slowly, mine doing the same. I run my hand down his chest and then kiss under his chin, causing him to moan. I rip his shirt off, doing the same with mine. Soon after our pants are off and he grabs a condom and slides it on.
Worthless.
Pathetic.
Band slut.
I burst into tears and curl up into a ball. "Baby don't listen to the voices, I promise they aren't true." He says and turns my head. I move and he slides into me, I moan. He kisses me passionately and moves faster. "Mmm faster." I moan and he does as I say. He finishes but doesn't stop. "Mmmmm moan for me baby." He growls and kisses my neck. I moan louder and he kisses down to my...uh...you know what. "Mmm baby you're so wet." He says and runs his tongue alone my opening. "Mmmmm Andy." I moan and he eats me out. "Baby you're so beautiful. Mmmmmm I love you." He says, kissing me. I smirk and move so that I'm on top. "Andy..." I moan. He looks at me and I smirk, kissing down his chest to his dick. He moans and I pull the condom off, sucking on his dick. "Fuck Tyla you're good. More baby more." He moans. Warm liquid fills my mouth and I stop sucking, spitting it out. He smirks and sits up, kissing me slowly yet passionately. "Mmm Ty, you're amazing at that." He says. I smirk and lay back on the bed. He lays next to me and we fall asleep, not caring about anything else.