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Out With The Old// [Megan's Epilogue]
Megan left Parkwood by the end of the month. She realized she was 19, she didn't need anybody's permission to, regardless of whether she had gone to therapy once or 80 times. She sent a text to George, saying "If we mean anything, meet me in the front hall,"Â Â She packed her bags, and waited in the front hall for him, but he never came. Megan walked out of the asylum without ever looking back.
She went back to New York City, and while she never did go back to Parkwood or any other asylum, she did get herself a mentor, and every once in a while she went in and worked on her behaviour, but to an extent. Megan's wealth only grew when she returned and entered the stock market trade. With that, it meant she'd have to separate the people she liked from her competition.
She made millions once the brunette put her mind to work. When she was 24, she married a fellow stock trader, and moved into a house in Manhattan. 2 years later she gave birth to a little girl, Mia. Surprisingly, Megan was a fantastic mother. She learned from her experiences what was right and what was wrong, and even though she wanted Mia to excel in everything, she made sure her little girl did it the respectful way.
And they all lived happily ever after.
People cry. It’s alright. It’s not like something is going to blow the hell up ‘cause you cried. I can’t explain that to you other than you’re afraid. You’ve lived behind these walls for as long as you could remember and you don’t know what its really like to be away from here.Â
I don't cry. I lived out here for 17 years before I came here; why the hell should I be afraid now? What do you think I should expect... If I ever get out of here? I mean I guess I could just go back to whatever the hell I was doing before...Â
Hey.. Hey, no.. It’s going to be okay, alright? You’d figure something out, you always do. You always make anything you want to work, work. I believe in you.Â
What the fuck is happening to me, George... I do not cry. How is it that I want out of here so badly, and yet I know I probably won't make it on the other side?Â
We will, okay? Megan, I know we will. I need to get you out of here.. You don’t belong to be here.
Where am I going to go, George. I've got nothing, I've got no one out there. I'm as lost in here as I will be out there.
georgecasey:
There has to be a way that we’re not thinking that we could get out, Megs.. I mean, there has to be..
There better be... I don't know how much longer I can stay here if we don't. I'm going to find one, one way or another.Â
Of course there isn’t a way to make the best of anything, you’re right. And you don’t belong here. But, I don’t know what we’re suppose to do. There is no way in hell we’re getting out of here.
Great. Just great. Â We realize we're stuck, and now there's no way out. Fucking great.Â
You’ve never belonged here, Megs.. Never. I wish it were that easy to just find a way to get out of here and leave. But unfortunately with all the suicides and stealing and whatever the hell else has been going on.. We don’t have a chance of getting out.Â
 I don't know how I didn't realize this earlier. There's no way to 'make the best' of something that is so wrong. I don't belong here. I can't stay here. Well then fuck. What the hell are we supposed to do?
You’re welcome.
I know you are. You don’t really belong here either.Â
I'm not entirely sure where I belong, but I know it's not here. Let's... let's leave George. Let's find a way to get out of here and never think twice about it an never look back.
Hey.. Happy birthday, Megs.Â
Obvious you don’t want to be here.. But not a whole lot you can do, y’know?
Thanks... Thanks Georgie.
 I'm just sick of it. All of it.
Why don’t you just talk to some staff member about getting discharged or something?Â
Because I haven't gone to a single therapy session here, so I won't be getting discharged any time soon. This is fucking ridiculous.
It’s pretty unbelievable you’re still like here you know?Â
Thanks. Believe it or not, I got that memo too.Â
Holy fucking shit.Â
19.
I'm 19 today. And I'm still in this place. What. The fuck.
{Private}
Well, it’s definitely true, I mean.. A lot of people don’t see you the way I do. I also know that I’ve treated you like shit too, so.. You know..
If we're being completely honest here... I try to keep it that way sometimes. Everyone's replaceable, and it's a hell of a lot easier when you're not the one being replaced. What?? No you haven't...
{Private}
If people knew you like I did, I don’t think people would say such shit things about you all the time.. Or at least I know they used to, I don’t know if they talk shit about you anymore but… Okay, now I’m rambling.
I think you're the only one that does, honestly... But again, you get used to it. They talk shit and you've just gotta brush it off. That's okay, I don't mind when you ramble.Â
{Private}
You should at least told me something, Megan…I would’ve come seen you if you really wanted me to. That’s true, thank you… I guess I sort of owe you one, huh? I’ll be sure to let you know..
I guess that's what I'm trying to do now.... because it wasn't my first time in there they didn't exactly allow visitors... I wish they did though. Nahh... it's okay. Any time, Georgie.
