𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 - 𝐍.𝐑

inspired by the 100.
this scene hurt to watch </3
takes place AFTER Endgame but Natasha isn't dead but everyone thought so.

Yelena sighed as she opened the door to Melina's small house. She took off the vest and hung it up and continued to walk inside the house. She came to a halt when she saw someone sitting on the couch, recognizing the red hair.

"Nat?" Yelena whispered, her voice cracking.

Natasha stood up and turned around. Yelena's breath hitched as tears appeared in her eyes. She walked over towards Natasha and wrapped her arms around her.

But Natasha didn't hug back.

"Natasha...I thought-I thought you were dead," Yelena whispered and hugged Natasha tighter.

"Natasha is dead," Natasha said. Yelena furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and pulled away from the hug but held her hands on her sister's arms. She was quick to notice that Natasha had a cold and stern look in her eyes.

"W-What do you mean?" Yelena stammered.

"She died when you killed Y/N," Natasha said. Yelena's eyes widened. How did she know that? "Don't even try to hide it, sestra."

"But-But I thought that she killed you! I got told that she was the one responsible for your death," Yelena defended and Natasha shook her head.

"I sacrificed myself for her. For you. So she wouldn't have to die in vain. So that everyone could come back, including you!" Natasha said as tears appeared in her eyes. "But instead. You listen to someone when they tell you that Y/N is responsible for it so you go and kill her."

"Please don't say that...no..." Yelena said as the tears were rolling down her cheeks. Natasha shook her head and walked away but Yelena was quick to grab onto her arm, stopping her. "Nat, I'm your sister."

Natasha chuckled darkly and looked at her sister. "Why do you think you're still alive?"

Yelena let out a quiet gasp and her grip on Natasha's arm loosened. The tears slowly went down Natasha's cheeks but she didn't nothing to stop them, or wiped them away.

"You knew how much I loved Y/N even after everything that we were taught. And you decide that just because someone tells you that she is responsible for my death, that it's true when you know how much I loved her," Natasha said, her own voice cracking.

"Nat, I'm sorry..." Yelena whispered.

"If you were sorry, you wouldn't have done it," Natasha said and walked out of the house, slamming the door shut.