The Kiss

Trifecta: Week Sixty-One

This week’s word is:

BITCH (noun)

1: the female of the dog or some other carnivorous mammals
2 a : a lewd or immoral woman
   b : a malicious, spiteful, or overbearing woman —sometimes used as a generalized term of abuse
3: something that is extremely difficult, objectionable, or unpleasant

Please remember:
  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above. 
  • Only one entry per writer.
  • Trifecta is open to everyone.  Please join us.

This time,I am very late because of a Bitch of a migraine that hit me,lol!Well,here is my submission.






He had just switched off the lights, when he heard her come in.


No! Not tonight! He was so not in the mood for this!


His body tensed.


Every night, for the last one month, this had been going on-ever since he had………


Well, what could he have done? He had no option, did he?


And, of course, what no one knew, could not harm anybody, could it?


But, she was getting bolder.


He had to do something about this soon!


He could see her silhouette outlined at the foot of the bed.


Ugh! She looked ghastly.


He could sense her derision & this angered him.


She could not possibly be laughing at him?


She moved under the cover of darkness.


He could feel her breathing down his neck, as was her wont.


Then it started.


The moaning-the groaning….the moist noises. The heavy breathing…


Tonight, the crescendo rose higher than ever.


He almost died of embarrassment, wondering if his neighbors could hear all this.


What a Bitch this was getting to be!


Then he felt her move over him & went cold.


He could almost see her pale face, bending over to kiss him.


The kiss of death?


NO, NO!!His mind screamed, like a warning bell gone berserk.


He sprang out of the bed, shouting, “No way, you are getting near me now! You are dead! I killed you! Leave me alone!”


As if in reply, he heard her fading laugh, slowly disappearing down the hallway.


He trembled.


Why, oh why had he buried her body in the house after murdering her.


He should have known better.


That interfering, clingy, wretch of a woman who had made his life a living hell, was not going to leave him even after death!


God!Was he doomed to live with the resident ghost of his wife for the rest of his life?


A low moan escaped his lips as he collapsed on the bed. He could not think anymore…..