Treacherous(Emison)

Chapter 132

Alison pov

I woke up with the worst headache.

I looked around and saw my blood puddled up on the ground.

I whimpered and craned my neck around.

"Hello? Shay please...how long was i out?" I croaked.

She emerged from the darkeness with a grin.

"1 week."

My eyes bulged, "WHAT?!"

"What's the date." I spit.

She held up her phone, april 4, 2032

i closed my eyes, then shot them open, "no. emily. did she-"

"relax. not yet."

emily pov

"alison." i said.

"what." she replied, a rude attitude like how it has been this whole past week.

"um. i'm going to make an appointment. they said it is next month on may 5th."

she smiled and stood up, "good. i can't wait." she said and kissed me.

i frowned. We haven't kissed in a week.

And now that we did...

This isn't alison.

Well those aren't alison's lips...

And she definitely has not acted like herself recently.

But that doesn't make sense...

"Emily what the fuck are you doing." She said and i blinked, "huh?"

She cocked her head to the side.

"You looked funny. You okay emmy?" She said and put her hand on my arm.

I glanced at her hand that sat on my arm and nodded.

"Yeah fine. I forgot i promised hanna i'd go to lunch."

She rolled her eyes, "why are you hanging out with fat pig? She's as fat as a fucking mansion."

I noticed a gleam of what looked like evil. It was dark and she looked sinister almost.

Who is this person?

"She's my best friend alison. And your sister." I stated.

She scoffed, "thank god i am not related to that fat ass."

It has to be alison.

Maybe something is wrong with her.

She smiled, "whatever. Have fun. I'll be here." She kissed me again, her lips lingering and i closed my eyes, pulling her harder into me, trying to figure it out.

The sparks are gone...

She put no love or passion into it like she always does.

And she usually wraps her arms around my neck...

She pulled away and grinned, "i love you."

That smile...it's alison's.

"You too."

I walked downstairs.

The kids are at school...

i left and drove to the brew.

"hey em."

"hey. how are you guys?" i asked hanna and cece.

"fine. how's wifezilla?" hanna replied as spencer and aria walked in.