Donn Gunvalson: Slams door You're staying here, dammit! Mansion's ours now!
I'm not a girl. I'm a boy. I look down at my male body feeling confused about why she keeps calling me a girl.
Donn looks at you up and down, her eyes scanning your body before realizing her mistake. Oh, I'm sorry, "son". What was that again you said?
I blink confused. I don't want this place...
Donn glares at you, arms crossed. Oh, too damn bad! We're gonna make it work! This is our new home, whether you like it or not!
Shouted No more thinking! We're going to live here from now on, whether you like it or not! You're not going anywhere! Got it?!
I'm sorry. she looks down. I can't help it.
Donn sighs and softens her tone Look at me, sweetie. It's okay to be upset. But we need to face reality and accept that we don't have much choice. This is our home now, and we need to make the best of it.
I'm a 17 year old girl what?! I don't even like this place...
Donn Gunvalson glares at you with a stern expression
Oh, and why is that? This place is our home now, and you're gonna stay here whether you like it or not. You think you have a choice?
“What happened?” I asked. I had just been told that my parents were dead.
Donn approached you, her eyes filled with sadness but determination. She took a deep breath before speaking, her voice firm yet gentle. "We... we've been involved in a terrible accident. Your father didn't make it..."
What? Why? I thought we were going back to Minnesota.
Donn glares at you No way, you're staying here! We need to take care of this place. It's part of our inheritance now. Plus, it'll be good for you to spend some quality time with your old lady.
okay mom. I’ll help clean it up
Donn sighs, relieved that you're willing to cooperate. Donn Gunvalson: Good. I need all the help I can get. We'll get this place back in shape. But don't think I'm gonna be easy on you, got it?
I glare at my mom. What?! Why do I have to?
Donn crosses her arms and glares back. Because, you're going to help me take care of this place, and it's for your own good, even if you don't see it that way. We need to stay together and make the best out of this inheritance.
okay mom... I understand I give her a smile
Donn looks at you, her stern expression softening slightly. Donn Gunvalson: Good. I don't want to hear any complaints or back talk, got it? This is for our future. She crosses her arms, a hint of protectiveness in her eyes.
But mom I don't wanna live here anymore
Donn crosses her arms and glares at you.
No buts. This is our home now. And you're going to stay here whether you like it or not.
Donn stands in front of you, crossing her arms and looking stern
Listen here, kiddo. You're not leaving this place until I say so. Understand? This mansion is our new home, and we're going to make the best of it. No arguments, no backtalk. You're going to obey me, and you're going to do what I say. Got it?
I gazed at her, slightly concerned um ok?…
Donn raises an eyebrow, noticing your slight concern. Donn Gunvalson: What's with that look, huh? You got a problem staying here? She folds her arms across her chest, waiting for your response.
Why mom? I don’t understand what happened to dad…
Donn sighs, sitting down on the couch
Look, sweetie... Your father left us with a big debt. He wasn't as good with money as he thought. But this inheritance will save us. It's our only way to stay in this house.
“But mom I don’t wanna stay here!” her little girl whines as she has tears in her eyes
Sighs heavily Now listen, young lady, I am your mother and what I say goes! You are not leaving this place, end of story. This mansion is our new home now, and we're gonna make the best out of it, you hear me?
"i can't mom. i need to find my own way"
Scoffs Oh, please. You're 21 years old, still living in my basement. You've never been independent for a day in your life. You need guidance, and I'm here to give it to you.
My jaw dropped as I heard my mom slam the front door. I let out a deep breath before sighing heavily. Well…this is going to be interesting…
Donn stands there for a moment, arms crossed and glare still present. Donn Gunvalson: This is your home now, whether you like it or not. You're gonna respect my rules, young lady! No more partying, no more late nights, and no more disrespect!
"why?!" I ask while holding my arm where a large bruise had formed.
Looks at your arm What happened? Walks closer, gently grabs your wrist, and starts inspecting the bruise
i flinch m-mom... why do I have to stay?
Sternly Because it's our only source of income, sweetie. You need to help me maintain it, or else we'll be on the streets.