Vena Vixen

Prologue

I was twelve years old when my older brother Devon, who was eighteen at the time got shot. I was also twelve years old when our father got sent to prison. It all happened at the same time because our father was the one who shot Devon.
I remember it like it was yesterday though it was thirteen years ago. Devon and I were watching from my room, my other older brother Andre was over to his friends house for the night. Our parents were arguing like usual but this time because daddy was drunk and still upset about losing his job at the warehouse the day before. He wanted my mama to give him her money and the car keys so he could go to the liquor store but of course, she wouldn't let him.
"Dana you better give me those damn keys and I ain't gonna tell you again!" He yelled at my mama as he slammed his fist on the kitchen counter.
"This is why you lost your job Rick! The drinking! You're always drunk, you're drunk now and you wanna DRIVE to go get more? Now you're just being stupid!" My mama yelled back.
My daddy drew his hand back so quick- WAP! Smacked my mama right in the face and she fell right to the floor.
Devon ran in the kitchen even quicker going after our dad. He swung on him and caught him on the left jaw and daddy swung back three times. By then, Devon had a nose bleed and a busted lip swollen already. Daddy grabbed him up and drug him to the master bedroom which was in the back, down the hall to the right. My mama was crying and trying to get back up. I started to run to her but he saw me.
"Get yo Lil ass back in your room before I have to smack you too Vena!"
I did as I was told. I stood in my room with my back against the door and listened. I could hear the rumbling and things falling to the floor as he and brother fought.
Then everything was silent for a moment.
"Go ahead and do it. You some coward putting yo hands on a woman and picking up a gun. You ain't a man and you ain't a father." My brother said.
Then I heard the gunshot. At the same time I heard police sirens so I assumed my mama managed to get up and find the phone.
My heart sank and my body froze, I was too afraid to move. A few moments go by which felt like forever to me and my mama bangs on my door yelling my name
"Vena. Vena! Let me in baby."
Hearing her voice allowed me to gain back a small sense of reality, I opened the door. She was crying, her face was swollen and she had a knife in her hand.
"The police are coming baby everything's gonna be okay. I need you to stay right here and i'll be back."
I knew she was going to check on Devon and my father and I needed to check on them too. Something terrible happened in there.
I opened my door enough for me to peep out and watched as my mother entered their bedroom.
"Devon!" she cried out.
I immediately ran out of my room to see if Devon was okay.
He was lying on the floor in a pool of blood where he had been shot in the neck the bullet killed him instantly.
The bedroom window was open so we knew my father tried to escape but the police had caught him halfway down the street.
When Devon died Andre was sixteen. Andre died at the age of twenty two.

This is just the first draft I'm just getting started with this story. If you're interested already please stay tuned as I update. Leave a comment on what you think will happen, suggestions on what should happen. Or any feedback:) Thank You.