Treacherous(Emison)

Chapter 66

alison pov

"you wanna what?" i asked while laughing.

"i want to be a police officer." emily said.

i threw my head back and laughed.

"what's so funny?" she asked.

"emily! you can't just become a police officer!" i said and laughed.

"i can and i will." emily defended.

i stopped laughing when i saw how serious she actually was.

"i'm sorry em. i was just surprised that's all. but a police officer? why?"

she shrugged, "i'm not in the army and i still want to be able to keep people safe and all of that so i am taking a test."

i smirked, imagining emily in a police uniform.

hot damn.

"can i watch?" i asked and winked.

she chuckled, "you want to watch me? run around, pull ups...just a sports bra on...lifting weights, shooting a gun. all of that?" she said seductively as she placed her hands on my hips.

i bit my lip and nodded.

the front door opened and hanna walked in, cece following.

"cece it was nothing. stop freaking out."

"hanna you almost passed out. i was just protecting you." cece said and sighed.

i looked at emily and sighed.

they've been fighting ever since they found out about hanna's condition last month.

she is 8 months in and cece is trying her best to protect her but hanna is pushing her away.

"why do you think i need protection huh?" hanna snapped.

"han that's not what i meant. i am just worried. i am doing my best to make you stay safe." cece said and sighed.

"i don't need your protection cece. i'm fine."

"alright we're gonna head out. cece can you watch them?" i asked.

"yeah of course ali." i smiled and dragged emily out of the house.

"i hate it when they fight. they sound like an old married couple." i said and made a puking sound.

"so where are we going?" emily asked.

"well if they're home then that means they left the store so i am going to make sure we didn't get robbed. and i saved your ass because if i wasn't there and you were alone they'd ask you who is right and it'd get messy because you know how you are." i said and rambled.

"excuse me? what does that mean?" emily said and chuckled.

"oh come on em. you hesitate under pressure." i said.

"do not." she defended.

"okay fine. em? does this shirt make my boobs look big?" i asked.

her lip quivered, "uh..."

"exactly." i said and smiled, pulling my sunglasses down and driving to halison.

cece pov

we finally stopped our argument and hanna sat on the couch.

"the baby kicked." she said and felt her stomach.

i sighed and she looked at me, "it's stronger. like the baby is growing. feel." she took my hand and placed it on her stomach and she was right.