The Funeral

Tears splattered down the faces of many as the ceremony started. Everyone was dressed in black on a blistering hot day in LA. No one cared though. They were grieving to harshly to care about much. Seth stood the closest to Sarah's coffin. The numbness had completely overtaken him. He cared about nothing and no one any more. Endless nights he had now spent being dragged out of bars by fed up barmen. Or crying over her clothes and staring at videos and pictures of the pair together.

When Sarah's body was being lowered into the ground, 'Keep Holding On' by Avril Lavigne played as the coffin made it's descent.

Seth lost all composure he had been hanging onto. He cried so harshly, his eyes sore from all the crying he had done over the past few weeks. No tears now left his eyes. His mouth muttered the lyrics to the song in a dull voice under his breath. No tone to them. Not now.

Sarah's family stood across the way from him, her mum staring up at Seth. She mouthed to him, "Thank you." But Seth could do nothing but stare away defiantly.

"Seth! Open up you bastard!"

Seth could hear Alex and lots of voices on the other side of his locked up front door. His legs didn't budge from his head as he shouted back in a toneless voice,

"Go away."

"Not until you open this door."

Seth exhaled deeply into his knees... his underwear stained with tears, his bare chest overgrown with untrimmed hairs.

"Not unless you're..." But he couldn't bring himself to say her name. It just made him cry even more. Even thinking it made the hole in his heart tear open and engulf all sanity he might still hold.

He heard Alex's fist thump gently on the door, almost like it was giving up.

"Seth... you know we aren't going to be... her. Please just, let me in at least." From the other side of the door a collective shout of 'Hey' came through. The rest of the crew were not so happy about being left behind.

Seth picked up the fallen blanket and wrapped it around his body, covering his head over. He grumbled to himself as he opened the door quickly. Alex darted in then he slammed the door shut behind her and fiddled with locking the door back up again.

"What do you want?" Seth snarled, no real interest in his voice at all. Alex looked taken a back by this shocking side of Seth that she had seen on very rare occasions.

"You haven't been in work for 2 months now... not with Family Guy or American Dad! We get that you're grieving but what is the show supposed to do – wait?"

"Yes!" Seth hissed back through gritted teeth. "In fact." He started to say something, before dropping the blankets that had been keeping him warm and striding towards his front door.

"Right everyone!" He yelled, a husky tone taking his voice now. Everyone who was out there looked up at him with hopeful eyes. Every main voice actor and producer from Family Guy and American Dad had turned up.
"Both shows are now cancelled." He shouted, making the only decision he was really sure of in months.

"Or at least, I am from them."

Then he turned sharply on his heel, pointing to the door showing Alex that he wanted her out. She trotted out of the door that he quickly slammed in their faces.