Chapter 1
POV of Susan Benson-Cassidy
It's been 2 years since I came to New York from Richmond, Virginia. I was 13 years old when I was raped by a lawyer named David Haden. He had come to my school in Virginia and told me he knows my birth mother. 2 days after he raped me behind the school, I ran away to Manhattan to ask Olivia Benson if it's true that she's my mother. But when I saw her confess to the city that she lied on the stand about the reason she beat William Lewis, a serial rapist, I told myself that I should wait until Lewis was either dead or back in prison. I walk towards the 16th precinct to talk to Sergeant Benson after I had waited 2 years. I am about 2 ½ blocks away when somebody grabs me around the waist. A rough hand covers my mouth so that I can't scream for help. Whoever it is drags me into an alley behind us. The person turns me around. I gasp when I recognize David Haden. He is smiling coldly as he unbuttons my jeans and lowers them along with my underwear. Before I can think, he undoes his zipper and enters me. I am crying as he rapes me. When he finally stops, he says to me "You need to tell Olivia Benson to tell Brian Cassidy the truth about you being their daughter." I stand there frozen as he zips his pants and walks away. I finally pull my underwear and jeans up and stumble out of the alley down the sidewalk. I know I can't go to the precinct now. I make it to Mercy General and walk into the ER. A nurse asks me what's wrong. Then she notices the blood staining my jeans. She asks me what happened. I don't say anything. Then I say that I'll only talk to Sergeant Olivia Benson of Sex Crimes. I don't remember much after that. Somehow I end up in a hospital bed. When a woman with shoulder-length brown hair steps into my room and identifies herself as Sergeant Benson, I can only stare at her. I am thinking Is this my mother? Was Haden telling me the truth when he said my name is Susan Benson-Cassidy? Sergeant Benson starts to question me about what happened. I slowly tell her I was raped. When she asks me my name, she stares at me when I say the words.
"According to the man who raped me, my name is Susan Benson-Cassidy. He says that I'm your daughter with Brian Cassidy."
