His Best Girl: Her Secret Legacy-Part 1

WARNING

*the song is called Back Off Bitch, & it's by Guns n Roses, I chose a version without the words, b/c you literally can't understand a word they're saying when they sing the song.*

Setting: where we last left Carter, and the others...

HE KISSED HER?! ARE. YOU. FREAKIN. KIDDING. ME?! Mom hasn't even been dead in the ground for very long! And he goes and KISSES her supposed "NIECE," WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. HELL?! Oh that's it, it's time me and "Sharon Carter," had "words." She is going down...my blood boils, anger and jealousy take over me as my old man and his friends leave. Sharon gets into her car, about to drive off; that is...until I land feet first on the front hood of her car from my hiding spot above where they all were. Clearly shocked, she steps out of the car with a gun at the ready as I calmly back flip off the car and land perfectly on my feet...

"I wouldn't if I were you," I say to her as she aims the gun at me

"The hell did you come from?" She says still pointing the gun at me

"..." I stare at her and simply point a finger up

"You after them too?" She asks glaring at me

"Yes..." I say, "and no..."

"The hells that suppose to mean?" She asks

"The only one of them I'm after..." I say, "is the Captain."

"What do you want with Steve?" She asks

"Well I was going to try and help him on his quest..." I start, "but I unfortunately had to put that little road trip on hold thanks to you..."

"What? Why?" She asks skeptically, "who are you?"

"You know..." I start-ignoring her questions, "mom never mentioned you...or that uncle Michael had a child before dying in the war..."

"I'm sorry?" She asks confused

"Oh wait, that's right...." I say with pretend surprise, "he didn't have a wife or kids before dying in the war. So then...who. The. Hell. Are. You. Sharon Carter?" I glare at her, "cause there is no way you are my cousin."

"..." she stares at me confused and speechless

"I don't like liers..." I growl, "and I'm NOT keen with the idea of my old man swapping spit with someone I'm supposedly related to; especially NOT when my mother hasn't even been dead and in the ground for even a year!" I scream, "so I repeat...who. The. Hell. Are. You?"

"There's no way your aunt Peggy's daughter; I've met Agnes..." she starts

"MY NAME IS CARTER MICHAELA ROGERS YOU DUMB BLOND!" I scream, "I was born December 25, 1945 to one Margaret Elizabeth Carter and Captain Steven Grant Rogers; so don't insult me!"

"..." she goes quiet as her brown eyes go wide as saucers

"..." I fume as I glare at her, "I don't care if my old man wants to date...he deserves to and should..." I say getting quieter, "but not so soon after my old lady died...ya dig?

"..." she stares at me

"I said do you understand?!" I snap

"..." she still says nothing, but shakes her head no

"Where did I lose you?" I ask through gritted teeth

"The part where you're related to my aunt..." she starts

"STOP CALLING HER THAT!" I scream cutting her off, "huh," I sigh in frustration, "even I know how the birds and the bees work..." I mock

"..." she glares at me