Frost found Seth out in the back yard of his house, "Seth we need to talk, its serious". Seth turned to him , rings around his eyes, "sorry if I'm slow i haven't slept well". Frost examined him, "alright well, we'll have to go inside", he guided Seth into the house and sat him down in the living room, "it's about Inglewood".
"What's he done now?"
"He trying to get to your kids Seth, i heard him talking on the phone about your kids, he wants to get to them before you do, he sent a spy to your meeting that other day!" Seth was sitting upright now, leaning in closer to Frost, causing Frost to move back a little, "I figured out a little of Inglewood's plan and i hoped that it wasn't real Frost".
"Then why aren't you acting!"
"You know i would act ghastly but i haven't had enough sleep, my body is too run down!"
Frost stared at Seth, the rings had seem to disappear, "I know you better, but Mink wouldn't just sit around and do nothing -". Seth had pounced, his hands clasped around Frost's throat, rage filled his eyes, "don't you dare talk to me about Mink i don't want to hear her name, never ever!"
"Come - Come on - I know you don't have the guts to kill your friend!" Frost spluttered as he felt Seth's grip tightened, he twisted his body, Seth was caught off guard as he yelped, falling down on the sofa, Frost broke free from his grip and was now standing up, backing away slowly. "You're drunk Seth... I can't believe you!" Seth was up on his feet, "you can't tell me what to do, you're no better!" It was Frost's turn to have a hit, he almost knocked Seth off his feet. The two wizards swore and lashed out. The fell on the ground in a struggling heap as Seth put his weight on Frost who struggled to get up. "Seth you're being unreasonable, i know you know I'm right -" He yelped as Seth grabbed him by the hair, "you're not right, I know I'm fine, i cam get my kids, you watch me, You're worthless!" Frost lay limp on the ground, Seth lifted his body off Frost who quickly slid out from under him, "Seth, all this drinking isn't going top get you anywhere". Seth stared at him, "who are you to talk about this".
"I'm your friend Seth, I'm the only on that stood by you when you were drunk, think about it". He left the room, leaving Seth to himself. It was silent, no more wrestling, he felt more tired than before, he leaned back against the sofa, closing his eyes. He knew that everything he said to Frost wasn't true, he just hoped that Frost knew that, but right now he was too angry to think about anything but Inglewood, his boss, trying to ruin his life. Seth opened his hand, he examined the blue mist as it appeared from his palm, he didn't plan to lose his kids, the mist formed into a ball, he threw it at the nearest window, the glass shattered, he didn't even bother to cover his face, feeling the shards hit his face. But right now anger was the only thing that was on his mind, pain was a weakness and he wouldn't let it get in his way.