BORN TOO LATE, back to the future

xxvi. but not for me

➳ 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 ( 𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 ) 𝕓𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕒

SEEING HER watching with great intent for what he needed to say, Marty let out a breath to try and give himself more time to figure out how he was going to go about this. As if there was possibly anyway his situation could be put into an explanation for her. How he got here, where's actually from. That he knew about what happened to her, that he potentially still stopped it from happening. . .There was no way to have this be explained to anyone without them assuming he'd completely lost all means of his sanity.

Hell he was in all of this and still understood nothing.

"I'm not from Hill Valley. Your Hill Valley I mean." She tilted her head confused as he continued on. "I'm from the future. I came here on accident testing an experiment with the Doc I knew in the future and he- well something happened that night and then I got stuck here."

"But then I get to leave tonight and then something else happens and now I'm trying to get this book back that Biff stole in the future." Marty played out the final parts in his head, confusing himself as he tried to figure out how to phrase the situation. "Well not the future I'm from, no, from 2015."

Having felt she'd been taken away from feeling normal any time soon she sulked her way back to the corner of the dance floor. "The future? I mean, he could be pulling on my leg? He has to be pulling on my leg there. . ." Yet the more she tried to go against the matter it made every strange thing he'd done have some perspective. "All the weird references. . .h-he's from the future?" 

Marty watched her continue to remain silent as she tried to think through it to herself a little longer. This leaving him to only worry that he screwed this up a second time. "Donna, say something."

"Marty, I failed my freshman science class, let me think for a second." Rubbing her temples mildly in shock and wondering if maybe she herself had gotten over her head these past few days from being around him. "...Wait, then why were you wasting your time helping George? You should be back home!"

Scratching the back of his neck nervously he looked to her waiting for an answer regardless. "George and Lorraine are kind of my parents?"

"Are you—" Donna clasped a hand over her mouth, flushing red over second-hand embarrassment from having to hear Lorraine the past week swoon over him without realizing it was her son from the future. "No offense sugar but you're gonna need to see someone to recover from this."

Seeing her begin to find this funny left him to do the same. Finding it hard to find the bright side in any of these events after what he had seen 1985A. Marty was put at ease to see her smiling. Wishing he could keep her like that just a little while longer. Selfishly hoping to do so that is. "Gee, least of my worries now, but I'll make sure to get to it just for you."

"And where does that leave me?" He knit his brows together to see her leaning her head in her hands as she watched him carefully. "Well actually I really didn't think I had anything to do with all of this, but your look is telling me otherwise?"

Marty forced a smile and shook his head to try and deter her away from looking into their situation. "It doesn't matter."

"C'mon what's so bad you don't want to tell me?"

He looked past her to see Biff leaving out of the gym, heaving a breath over being tight on time. Seeing her eyes casted down over this he regretted having put this off for as long as he did. Even if there was no right way to explain any of this. Marty knew her future and stopped it from happening?. . .She was just a friendly face that helped with his time in 1955, that was it.

". . .No, that wasn't just it."

Donna continued to wait for an answer that was going to come to her soon. "I've gotta go? There's some things I need to still fix?" Being taken aback by him sudden leaving he kissed her cheek before walking off. "You never saw me, alright?" Hardly believing she actually had seen him in the first place Donna took a peek to make sure Strickland wasn't still lurking through the dance floor before returning back too.

Drifting through the dance floor still overwhelmed by one major secret she would learn tonight left her distracted on what she was initially meant to be doing. Time getting lost with her as she managed to waste it all away when noticing finally George was meant to be out in the parking lot by now. "Damn it."

Noticing what was still by the snack table looking up to the clock Donna came up to his side to urge him along. "Show time, c'mon," She ushered him, the pair running out of the gym to follow through what the rest of the plans were supposed to be tonight. Turning him around she brushed off his suit with a pat on the shoulders and push in confidence. "Go, go."

Going up to the car she kept her hands tucked away into the pockets of her dress, being left alone again to wonder what was supposed to happen after tonight. After all the time Donna had grown used to seeing him around, what, she had to now know why he disappeared after the dance. There was more to it, she hoped there was more to it. Even if there was, did it matter? He wasn't going to stay here obviously he would go back. . .

A thought came to pass that she immediately rejected and scrunched her nose in distaste for having it at all. "It's selfish to keep people in your lives like that. Marty is just. . ." Her heart already sunk, a strange feeling she didn't understand in the moment but she could picture being described with a score in the cinema. "No. That wouldn't be true."

Jumping from her leaning against the ramps of the stairs Donna looked ahead to see another individual come out of the car instead. "Oh no." Their plan had seemed fool proof though somewhere along the way there had to have been a flaw to lead to this. With Biff now towering over George to twist his arm she ran up in anticipation for what he was going to do next.