Please Don't Help Me

Jc's POV

Sorry it's short!!! Next chapter will be longer I promise!!!!!!
Please don't do it again Delilah...please. We all just sat on the couch with our heads in our hands. We all know she's gonna do it again. No matter what we say...she's gonna do it. I sighed. This is why we want to put her in a hospital. But she really doesn't want to. We can't hurt her like that. "What do you guys think happened?" Ricky broke the silence. "It better not be that idiot that she's dating." Trevor said. "It's not. He wouldn't hurt her. I can tell." Sam assured us. "Then what would it be?" Connor asked. We all shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe hormones." Kian suggested. We all started cracking up. "Okay. Enough laughing guys. She could be cutting up there. We gotta go check on her." Connor finally said. We all shut up. "Do you guys think maybe I could talk to her alone for a little bit?" Sam asked Connor. He looked a little disappointed and Trevor looked annoyed but he nodded.
Delilah's POV~
I searched through my drawers. I couldn't find any of my razors. Shit. Really Sam? I know he hid them. "Looking for something?" He asked from behind me. I jumped. "Uh..no." I lied. He rolled his eyes. "Delilah I'm not that much of an idiot." He laughed. I looked down. "So that guy your dating? You really like him?" He asked. I felt my cheeks getting hot. I did like him....a lot. But I know that's not why Sam's asking me. He's trying to figure out what happened. "It wasn't anything he did." I told him. "You sure? Because I'll kick his-" Sam started to say but I stopped him. "It wasn't anything he did Sam." I said again. "Then what happened? I need to know what's making you want to hurt yourself." He said, his voice soft and gentle, yet still controlling enough to where I felt forced to tell the truth. "Nothing." I lied. Sam sighed. "I'm sorry Sam." I said, my heart breaking as I spoke.