Marvel Women One Shots

The Last Farewell- 😢⚠️(W.M, N.R, Y.B)

Warnings: Death, Suicides
A/N: Time to use your imagination, guys. Mutual dislike for Sharon Carter? Hands up!

YN'S POV
Half a year ago, my mother begged me to donate a kidney for my step-sister. Half a year later, the night before my wedding, my mother begged me again to give my fiancée to her beloved stepdaughter.

My brother liked figure slapped me, "Yn, why are you so insensible? Don't you know she's dying?" It's okay. I'll be dying in two months anyway. That will keep everyone happy, right?

I'm Yn Yln or Yn Rogers now. After the end game, my adoptive mother, The Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff, married America's golden boy, Captain America, Steve Rogers. I understand how she was eager to settle after everything that happened.

So I didn't question her decision to settle down with Uncle Steve. My brother, Peter, didn't raise any objections either, so why should I, right? Though, I always didn't have a good feeling about Sharon. Seems like I was right.

My mom adopted Peter and me together, so I always thought he would understand and believe me, but I was wrong. She begged me again the night before my wedding, "Yn, don't get married yet. Let Wanda go with Sharon, okay? Sharon suffers from depression. Her depression worsen after knowing that you and Wanda are getting married."

I didn't answer, and then Peter slapped me hard. He was so angry that the veins on his neck were exposed. I smiled, "All of you want me to sacrifice whatever Sharon wants from me, right? My kidney, now even my future wife. I'll have to give it to her without objections."

Mom's eyes were red, tears in her eyes, "Sharon is still young. She...she can't live without Wanda. I promise you, once her condition improves, she will let Wanda return and marry you, okay?"

Peter held my wrist tightly, squeezing it so hard that it hurt. But not like he did notice it because he was worried about Sharon. "Yn, don't be unreasonable. We are a family. As long Sharon stays alive, isn't it for the best?"

Wanda came in after knocking on my door, her expression solemn, still wearing the suit she would marry me tomorrow. I could see the hesitation hidden between her brows, but she just patted my head in the end, "Yn, wait for me to come back. I love you."

After that, all three left in a hurry, leaving me alone in the room like a flustered clown with the wedding dress I was supposed to wear tomorrow on the bed. I looked toward the vanity dresser's drawer for the medical examination report I just got yesterday.

It's okay. I'm going to die soon. Everyone will be happy once I die. My wife and the kidney I donated to Sharon half a year ago would all belong to Sharon. My mum has notified all my relatives and friends that the wedding has been canceled.

I had no say in this matter, even as the bride. Just like half a year ago, when Sharon needed dialysis and a kidney replacement because of uremia, the whole family was asked to do a match. I was initially the most inconspicuous existence in this family, but it changed on the day the matching results came out.

For the first time, Uncle Steve, my mum, and my brother weren't at the hospital accompanying Sharon. Instead, they stayed home and cooked a sumptuous dinner for me. But no one remembers that I am allergic to seafood.

My mother fawns over me before saying, "The matching results are out. You are matched with Sharon. You can save her."

Staring at the seafood on the table, I looked up at the three people before me, "Does anyone of you still remember that I am allergic to seafood?"

Peter threw the chopsticks on my face, his face sullen with anger, "Yn, our sister is dying. Are you still worrying about your seafood allergy?"

"Yn, you have to save her. Don't forget. Uncle Steve was the one taking care of us all along. It would be best if you were grateful." my mum sobs.