seth had awoken GROGGY AND CONFUSED, the fitful sleep that normally overtook him suspiciously absent. while his first thought wasn’t—god, i’ve been drugged—it wouldn’t have been difficult to figure that something was amiss. particularly because the annoyance of a brother that had TANGLED himself into his mess was absent from the scene. recognizing the urgency of the situation, seth all but rolled himself out of the car, lip curled in a snarl as he stalked off in the direction of juddward’s scent.
unsurprisingly, he heard him LONG BEFORE he came into view. to a normal man, he would have been muttering under his breath, relatively safe from eavesdroppers. but seth was not a normal man. hadn’t been in a long, long time. frowning at the knowledge that his brother had been responsible for his collapse into exhaustion ( not to mention the fact that he was discussing his predicament with someone else ) seth felt ANGER beginning to creep into his veins. if he had just minded his own goddamn business!
almost the instant he dropped the call, seth shoved him up against the wall he had been tucked behind. “oh, believe me. if it was that simple i’d get you outta here, myself!” he snapped, face TWISTED in anger. in frustration. “but you had t’go and muck everything up for the both of us. and unless you want your escape to be a piece in six different states, i’d get back to the damn car!”
scrapping embers of lingering fire in the pit of his stomach, he reaches to fist own hands into the man’s collar, eyes alight with admittedly foolish determination. mouth curls into an UGLY scowl as words spew themselves off of tongue. ❛ fuck. you. yer’ lucky i didn’t cut your thick ass neck open & watch ya’ bleed out al’ over the motel floor. should’a done the whole godddamn bottle of pills n’sted of just the few i mixed in. ❜ ever the trashmouth ―― the slew of threats & crass insults rolls oh so very naturally off of tongue, punctuated with the wad of spit, that ejects itself from his mouth & at seth.
❛ i ain’t scared of you, assclown. you got zero fuckin’ authority over me, bitch. ❜ kash attempts desperately to swap their positions, to shove the other into the rough brick of the wall. curiously wondering, if he’d have the will power to stop himself, from BASHING the man’s skull into it. ❛ M’NOT goin’ anywhere else with you. ya’ want me back in that piece o’shit car of yours, then ya’ gotta break my legs n’ drag me back. back the fuck up n’ lemme do me. ❜