December 27th,2004

It's noon. Casey called and said that she was on her way home. She also said that we're having lunch and then shopping and walking. Walking or riding her bike is a big thing for her, since she decided not to have a car in the city. But walking is fine with me, I enjoy it.

" So what is it like working in the SVU unit?" Danielle asked as she reached for her water and took a sip.

" At first it was really difficult, because I never dealt with these types of cases before, and the whole SVU unit hated me" Casey said " But it gets better each day."

" That's good to hear" Danielle said.

"Any guys in your life yet?"

" Not ready, I gave up on my crush awhile ago."

"What a shame" Casey said.

" What about you? You must have been someone here" Danielle said.

Casey didn't say anything. She wasn't sure if she wanted to tell Danielle about her ex-fiance, Charlie.

"Casey? Are you all right?" Danielle asked.

" I'm fine. Well, I did meet someone in my last year of law school."

" Who was he?" Danielle asked. Casey already saw that she was excited to hear this story.

" His name was Charlie."

" Was?"

" Yes" Casey said quietly " We were engaged at one point, but we broke it off two years ago."

"Why?"

" I rather not talk about it"

December 28th,2004

Casey was acting really weird yesterday when I asked about this guy that was in her life. I don't understand why, she could have told me. I mean, she doesn't have to be the strong one all the time. Then again, she wasn't strong sometimes anyways but she got over it as she left, and she's gotten better.

So I decided that since she was at work until 5 or 6, I decided to snoop around in her room to find out about this mystery guy. Yeah, I know I'm not supposed to be snooping around in your older sister's room, but wouldn't you be worried if she didn't want to talk about?

I looked everywhere in that room. I did find a picture of my sister and Charlie. They seemed like they were a nice couple. So then I realized that in high school, she had a diary. So I started looking in drawers, and I finally found it. Surprisingly, she's still writing in it. So I went to 2002.

" March 17th,2002

My, Charlie, has been acting really weird. He hasn't been himself, so I took him to a psychiatrist to be evaluated. He told me that Charlie has paranoid-schizophrenia. It all made sense; that's why he thought that I was his mother who died last year and has been disappearing for days. I started to cry when I heard this, but then I stopped, because I knew that I had to be the strong one. So we talked to someone at Bellview. He received some medication for the month and started seeing a therapist. I really think that he's going to get better."

And then, there was this one:

"June 2nd,2002

I was attacked, and not by anyone either. It was Charlie. He decided to give up and refuse to take his meds and go to therapy. I tried talking to him, but he was still thinking that I was his mother. I grabbed him and started shaking him. I was screaming "I'm not your mother, Charlie! I'm your fiancé!"That had to be the worst mistake of my life.

He took his hand and clawed me. I backed off, hopefully he wouldn't do anything else, but I was wrong. He unplugged one of my lamps and hit me in the face with it. I fell back as he continued attacking me. I started screaming and crying. Then after a few minutes of him still attacking me, there was a knock on the door. He got up, walked over and opened it. Then he was yelling at the police about some nonsense about his mother. The police saw me and started to arrest him. But I got up, still crying and asked the police not to arrest him. I told them I was an ADA and that I was going to bring him to Bellview. They un-cuffed him and left, but then I packed his things, grabbed him, and went to Bellview.

A few days later, he was feeling better and was on his meds, so I went to visit. She saw my face and asked what happened. I told him, and he was really upset. Then I told him that it was over, gave him the engagement ring, and left. I haven't seen him since."

"Danielle, I'm home!"

Casey heard music, so she assumed that Danielle was home. She threw her work bag on the couch and walked to her room. What Casey didn't expect to see what her younger sister reading her diary.

" Hey!"

Danielle jumped when she heard Casey screamed.

" What the hell do you think you're doing?"

" Reading your diary?" Danielle said.

Casey took a few steps into the room, looking aggravated. But Danielle already knew what would happen if Casey got angrier than she already was.

"Give it back now!"

" Maybe I don't want to" Danielle said "Besides, the only reason why I'm reading this diary is because you didn't tell me about Charlie."

"And there was a damn good reason I didn't! Give me back my diary!"Casey yelled.

Danielle frowned and skimmed the pages of the purple diary until she reached the page she needed to.

" He took his hand and clawed me..."

" Danielle, don't make me..."

Casey ran towards Danielle, but Danielle got off her bed and left the room.

" I backed off, hopefully he wouldn't do anything else, but I was wrong! He unplugged one of my lamps and hit me in the face with it..."

" Danielle, give me the diary right now! I'm not joking! Casey screamed.

" The police saw me and started to arrest him. But I got up, still crying and asked the police not to arrest him..."

At this point they were running around in the kitchen and living room. Finally, Casey caught up to her and snatched her diary from Danielle.

" Casey, why didn't you tell me about Charlie?"

" Because I didn't want to; You know what I should write in here? That you're a bitch who should go back home where you belong, because you clearly don't know how to respect me!"

With that statement, Casey grabbed her work bag, walked out of the apartment, and slammed the door behind her.