The Pros and Cons of Hitchiking

Pink awoke in a nightmare. His girlfriend heard him, and immediately comforted him. The hitchhikers in the back were fast asleep. It was christmas eve. The castle apartments would take at least another day to get to.

Pink decided to give his girlfriend a break from the driving. Around 7 o'clock, they decided to stop. The po-dunk town they stopped in had a hotel where they could stay at, and choke and puke they called a restaurant. After eating, both groups got separate rooms. The four would finish their stretch tomorrow.

Later that night, Pink couldn't sleep. He stepped outside for a smoke. There he thought about his mom. He thought about the holidays. Since he could remember, he hadn't celebrated christmas. Pink's mom wasn't much for celebration. Her husband, Pink's father, left for the war at this time. Pink thought about how this was the first time he had actually been with someone on Christmas. The loneliness had affected this middle age rock star. he coped with hard drugs, sex, and music.

They woke and continued the drive. Christmas Day was silent. The hitchhikers were let out about an hour away from Pink's home. They never said a word. Arriving to the apartment, Pink's mid life crisis had kicked into full gear. He didn't care at all about his girlfriend anymore, as he felt nothing for her. Pink abruptly left her in the town to find her own way home. He found a bank, cleared his accounts, which due to his success twenty five years ago, showed him how much people liked him. His only happiness now was in material goods. He bought a green Lamborghini. He burned the rest of it.

This wasn't enough but it had been a long day. He entered his empty apartment, found his bed, and promptly slept. But he was awoken just as quickly as he went to sleep. Their were arabs with knives at the foot of the bed. They stood over him, two of them. In the light, Pink recognized them. The hitchhikers. How the fuck did they get in? Pink feared for his life.

The hitchhikers spoke in unison. "You care not for those who loved you. Your selfishness for life has brought you to an end. Death awaits a heartless soul for you, hopefully you appreciate your hell bound life. We'll see you in wyoming." They proceeded to stab Pink to his death, in the most ritualistic way possible.

Pink awoke in a heavy sweat. What the fuck was that? He has never thought like that before. He found a cigarette and a light, looked around, and only saw his father's uniform. He needed to go to confession. Or at least the bar.