Please Don't Help Me

Delilahs POV

I'm sorry. I don't know why I feel this way. Oh my god. This is to much. I cant take it anymore. I bawled into my hands. I don't even know what I want anymore. I'm so useless. I'm so worthless. I shouldn't be here. "Connor.." I whispered. Somebody tried opening the door behind me but couldn't because I was leaning against it. Connor peeked his head in through what he could open. "You called?" He asked. It was obvious he had been crying too but he had a big smile on his face. "Connor I'm sorry.." I said, fighting back tears. I stood up and opened the door the rest of the way. We hugged tightly. "You have nothing to be sorry about baby." He told me. I squeezed my arms even tighter around him. "Y-yes I do. I'm sorry. I don't know why I feel this way. I don't know why I'm so stupid. I don't know why I hurt so bad. I don't know how to make the pain go away and I'm sorry." I cried into his shirt. He just lightly swayed on his feet while still holding me. "Delilah....you have nothing to be sorry about. You'll be okay. Things will get better. We will help you. I promise." He comforted me. I felt even more tears coming on but I fought them back. "It. Will. Be. Okay. Alright beautiful?" He asked. I tried to smile. Even though it was fake I couldn't seem to smile. I didn't even have the slightest amount of happiness in me to force a smile. I'm too broken. I just nodded without a smile. We walked downstairs with my hands fit perfectly in Connors. "Delilah! W-we are so sorry about...everything." Sam said. He held out his arms for a hug but I just walked passed him and sat on the couch as far away from the guys as I could. I don't want to make them feel worse then they already do I..I just.....I just can't do this right now. "Delilah we really are sorry. You know that right?" Jc asked. I just shrugged. He looked down at his hands. "Guys..." I started to say. They all looked up at me with hope filled eyes. That's when I made a decision. A decision that would change everything. EVERYTHING.