Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

Moana

I went to sleep that night with anger still in my heart for Edrick.

When I woke up, however, that anger turned into fear.

I found myself no longer in my bed, but I was now at the little desk that was in my room. And it wasn’t just that, either. I had my sketchbook lying on the desk in front of me, and what was drawn on it…

Was the knife.

I gasped and quickly snapped the sketchbook shut. Why was this happening to me? I stood, knowing that I needed to tell someone, but I couldn’t tell Edrick. If I told him, then he would likely only freak out even more, and I already felt like a prisoner.

These drawings had to be prophetic. And the only way that I could get to the bottom of what they really meant was by accessing whatever part of my brain that they were coming from. Maybe then, I could start to use them to my advantage before something really bad happened.

It was late, but Dr. Rhodes did mention that I could call him anytime I needed anything. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed his number with shaking hands.

“Hello?” he answered a few rings later. “Is everything alright, Moana?”

I let out a sigh of relief. “Dr. Rhodes, I need your help. I’ve been having more dreams… I want to try hypnosis again.”

Dr. Rhodes paused for a few moments. “I could come to the penthouse tomorrow, if you want—”

“No!” I insisted. “It needs to be right now. Is there any way you can do it over the phone?”

quiet for another few moments. I bit my lip as I listened to him sigh over

or makes you feel bad, you might get hurt if I’m not there to help you. Are

knew the risks going into it, but I didn’t care. I needed to get to the bottom of this, and something in me was telling me that I needed

Dr. Rhodes said with a sigh. “Do you have a comfortable place

table lamp on, and then quickly laid down on

the idea, but for a long time nothing happened, just like the last time that

in a dream, half out of a dream. My mind

feel, Moana?” Dr. Rhodes’ voice floated across to me as though he was whispering into the wind across a pond. It felt light and airy and far away, but the words came to me all the

I replied, my tongue feeling heavy

picture a place. Any place. Just let the image come into your mind, and don’t force

Rhodes said. As my eyes were closed, everything was dark at first. But slowly,

The cliff.

see?” Dr.

cliff,” I said. “With pine trees on

heart practically stopped as I saw a figure standing off in the

else

walk up to that person?” Dr. Rhodes

hypnosis, and it wasn’t real. Deep down, I knew that it was Michael; but maybe walking up to him, confronting him

began to walk up to the unmoving figure. The grass crunched underneath my feet and the wind blew so heavily. Even the rain soaked my clothes; it was all so real that it was deceptive. If I didn’t focus on the fact that this was just a vision, I felt for