January 28th, 2007
Today has been a really horrible weekend. I refuse to talk to anyone, and I mean anyone. I just don't want to deal with this anymore. Casey decided to cancel the appointment, since it is my choice to keep the baby or not.
I know that abortion is wrong, that's why I was so mad when I found out. So I have two choices: keep the baby or have some adopt it. I'm sure that I plenty of time to think about that, but until then I'm going to bed and going to school tomorrow.
Casey came home early to put her plan into action. She walked in the apartment at around 1:30, meaning that she only had half an hour before Danielle came home.
She walked into Danielle's room with the signed warrant for the journal in her hand. Casey remembered that the journal was sky blue, but she didn't see it in sight like she usual did. Danielle would have the journal on her bed or on her desk. Casey started looking under the bed, in the desk drawer, and in the nightstand drawer. She finally found the journal in the nightstand drawer.
"Danielle has such messy drawers" Casey thought "No wonder I couldn't find the journal as fast as I thought I could."
Casey sat down on Danielle's bed as she opened her sister's journal. She had to think about when Danielle could have been raped.
"If she's 2 months pregnant, then it could have happened in October or November."
Casey looked through the October entries, and even though she was intrigued by the two entries, she didn't find what she was looking for. She read through the November entries, and couldn't help but be amused and hurt at the same time.
Finally, she found the entry she was looking for. She read the entry to herself, and couldn't believe what she read:
"November 17th, 2006
It's Casey's birthday today. Well, it was. We went out to lunch and celebrated her 30th birthday (I decided to take the day off from school, and Casey didn't care). Actually, I'm not going to lie, but that makes me really old.
Then I got home at around two and Liz called. She asked if I wanted to go to a friend's party tonight. So since Casey was working overtime, I went. My friends and my boyfriend were there. I was a little buzzed,
but I wasn't drunk enough to forget what happened to me at that party. Josh decided I was apparently "drunk enough" to have sex with him. So he led me into one of the rooms. I told him to stop, but he didn't. He raped me. When he left, I started crying and ran back home. Casey was home on the couch, so I decided not to make a scene.
But how could this possibly happen to me? I thought Josh liked me; I thought he said that he wouldn't do this to a girl like me. And the worst part of this is? He didn't even use protection, so there's the possibly that I might actually be pregnant.
I pray to God that I'm not..."
Casey glanced at the words, and couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that this happened on her birthday, and that Josh was the one who did this to her sister.
"Casey, I'm-"
Danielle looked through her own bedroom and found Casey sitting on her bed with her journal.
"What the hell are you doing?" Danielle asked. She started getting angry.
"I knew you were going to ask that" Casey said as she got up from Danielle's bed and gave her the warrant. Danielle scanned it, and then looked up at Casey.
"Casey, why..."
"You weren't telling us anything, Danielle. We had to look into this ourselves."
"And this 'we' shit has to do with SVU..."
Danielle looked at her older sister, and Casey knew that she was going to blow up any second; she was right.
"How can you possibly do this to me?" Danielle screamed "How dare you ask for a warrant to read my own journal!"
"Danielle, did it ever occur to you that I've been trying to help you?"
"Help you, my ass. You're a liar!"
"Danielle..."
"Say my name one more time and sees what happens!"Danielle screamed "Give me back my journal and get the hell out of my room!"
"I can't give you the journal back; It's evidence."
"I hate you! I hate you and your stupid job! I wish you were never my sister in the first place!"
Danielle stormed out the room as she started screaming cuss words. Casey heard the apartment door slam as she slowly walked out of Danielle's room and looked at the journal. The question was: Is this case worth getting her little sister angry?