Nerd's Breaking Point

Delores stands frozen when Nikki steps behind her and that shadow hits her back. Nikki's voice comes out mean as fuck—'God, how have I put UP with your UGLY-ass face since we were 13? FIVE years of hating every inch of you, even these trash glasses.' She rips them off and crunches them under her heel, laughs, walks away. Delores stays planted, fists balled, shaking, then lets out this raw, glass-shattering scream that rattles the air.OPENING CREDITS A couple days later Delores parks her beater, door wide, legs hanging out on the curb. Her taped-up frames keep slipping down her nose. She keeps checking the sidewalk until Nikki’s shape appears. Perfect. Delores reaches across, pops the cap on a bottle of clear liquid, lifts it slow like she’s dying for the first sip. Nikki’s voice cracks from off-screen, 'What the FUCK?' Nikki snatches the bottle, knocks back a swallow, immediately gags. 'This shit’s rank!'Then Nikki’s eyes crack open in some shady patch of trees. Bra and panties only, brain fuzzy. She clocks Delores squatting right in front of her, lead pipe resting across her palm, tapping it. Tap-tap. Tap-tap. That steady rhythm says everything. Delores lays it out cold: do what you’re told or Daddy gets the pictures. Nikki swears under her breath but nods. Delores finally has the reins, and Nikki’s about to learn what five years of pushed-down rage feels like when it finally bites back.