The Angel amongst us

Ding Dong!

The dispatch Rider rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer the door. After a few seconds, the door swung open.

”Good morning, how may I help you? ” she said groggily and leaned on the door frame with one hand on the knob.

”good morning…um.. I am to deliver this package to this address. Are you miss niola Michaels? ”

”oh.. yeah, wow!…thats quick, ” she stared at the package on the tiled floor then back at the delivery man. ” Hold on a sec. let me get my ID card. ”

She handed him her ID card and he examined it, wrote a few things down on his tab then asked her to sign somewhere below.

”Alright, have a wonderful day maam, thank you for choosing Express. ”

”you
e welcome. ” she replied picking up the box, then shut the door behind her.

Phew! she opened the package and was impressed, it was the exact pairs of sneakers she had ordered, at least her first time purchasing something online was Worth it, unlike the crazy stories she read online about peoples ordering experiences.

A few minutes later her phone rang, it was her mother.

”Hello ma, ”

”Enny.. my dear, how are you? ”

”Im fine mom, how are you doing? I hope you didn miss your dosage? ”

”of course not dear, infact I feel better…Ive sent Jerry to drop off your dress, hope you are still home? ”

”Yea.. Im.. um.. Im still home, ” she slapped her forehead disappointed, as she heard the word, Dress…mom is definitely planning so kinda big party, I am so **ing sure.i can smell it. ”But mom, do I really need some kinda fancy dress? Ive planned to just look simple and hang out with you, and a few of my friends..I mean its just a random birthday party like any other – ”

”Nope! you are turning twenty-five tomorrow dear, its not random… precise, I am not going to….. ”

”Alright, Alright mom, ” niola said quickly before it gets to some kind of emotional speech. ”I hear you mom, tell Jerry Im home. And he should be snappy about it, Ive got a somewhere to be this morning. ”

After the long conversation with her mom, niola bun up her dreads and got into the shower, with a deep sigh she let the warm shower run down her body.

Funny how time flies, she gets older every day, thanks to her Mom for the perfect skins, she glows as ever. She remembered how growing up use to be so slow, and now everything seems to be happening quickly. Her mother was everything to her, she did and amazing job raising her all by herself, She made being a single mom look easy, but it wasn . It was tough, but she made it work.

Her father was never in the picture, infact she had never seen him before all her 25 years. According to her mother, he left before she confirmed she was pregnant. Seems their relationship wasn something deep, because she said he was a traveller, and her mother knew he was going to leave at anytime. And when Tolu realize she was pregnant, she tried calling to inform him, but she was never able to reach him.

But they made something beautiful, smart, talented, unique. Niola was stubborn, yes, but, she sure do make her mom proud every time.

niola has brown spotless skin like her mother, and also had the Waardenburg syndrome which cause her icy blue eyes and ocular albinism, responsible for the rare birth mark on a part head of her head causing the hair on that spot to be white.

Niola stepped out of the bathroom sending droplets of water over the tiled floor, she picked up her towel and dried up. Few moments later she was dressed in black ripped jeans, blue shirt and running shoes. Jerry finally came with the dress, yack! Too pretty, she thought as she stared at the dress a little while and sighed. All her life, shed been very fond of jeans and shirt, well its just for a day; she told herself.

”Your mom said shes expecting you tonight, ” Jerry said before leaving.

”Yeah, Id be there… Ill probably be working late today but Ill make it before ten thirty. Thanks Jerry. Bye. ”

Niola picked up her keys and left for work, the road wasn too busy so she got there on time. Big Mike owned the building, the ground floor was his drinks Depot, while upstairs was a few offices and the mini hall she rented for her Art studio.

She Park her scooter in the lot out front and head upstairs.

”Hey white! Good morning, ” one of biggys sales girls greated her on the way. Most people at work here calls her white; because of her white locks, some don even know her real name.

”Good morning Sandra, is Oga Biggy around? ” niola asked with her keys dangling from her hand.

”He just left not quite long Sha. ” Sandra replied.

”oh ok.. ” she nodded and head straight ahead, unlocking the wide doors, she received a call from a client; thanking her for the job neatly finished.

”you are welcome sir, anytime. ” she smiled and hung up .

The room was bright as ever with natural lighting from the window, the smell of paint filled the room, mixed with damp clay smell. different kind of panting on the wall, human sculptures made with concrete, POP, and clay stood tall arranged neatly everywhere. About four work table with tools on top, the other end of the room was cozy, computers, office chair, and a couch facing a huge window.

Niola sprawled out on the couch, she checked the time on her phone, it was few minutes past twelve. With a deep breath in and out, she looked around the room and found a sculpture wrapped up in black polythene around the corner, startled, she stood up quickly to take a look. It felt wired, she can remember working on any sculpture. What the hell!

she unwrapped the polythene with care and finally revealing the art.

”oh my God! ” she gasped with her hand around her mouth. She didn do this; it was a sculpture of an angel with a demonic Aura. It wasn finished, sti