"The Same Hitchhiker Has Been At Every Stop For 100 Miles" Creepypasta

ever start dating someone where everything was going a little too well so you start worrying for no reason whatsoever nobody could be that perfect and even if they were then there's no way that they would look twice at you the only logical explanation is that they aren't as perfect as they pretend to be which leaves you playing detective trying to figure out the catch maybe all those little quirks that you found adorable are now going to drive you crazy in a few months maybe she even has a dark secret you know hard drugs or hating dogs or that one time she killed a man with a stiletto heel in a fit of passionate rage there's an easy solution if you want to find out who someone really is take a long-ass road trip with them if you're still together by the end then it was meant to be my girlfriend I'll call her Emily for the sake of the story somehow thought it was a good idea to drive 1,000 miles together across the country after we've only been dating for two months we're both pretty busy with work and don't get to spend much time together so naturally being locked up in a prison cell on wheels for two days straight was going to be an improvement first hundred miles so far so good holding hands singing to the radio together uncontrollable laughter when she found out that I knew all the words to skater boy sue me it's a catchy song and if the road ended there and we turned around we might have lived a long and happy life together it was when we passed the hitchhiker that everything began to fall apart let's give him a ride Emily cider squeezing my hand we'll be on this road forever anyway we don't even know where he's going I told her he's probably just going to rob us and steal our car anyway which is true of everyone you don't know and most of them you do as far as I'm concerned his clean press suit didn't reassure me either that just meant he had successfully robbed someone before me which actually made him even more dangerous the guy didn't even have a sign or anything he was just sitting by the freeway ramp spastically waving his thumb like he was guiding an airplane to land it was my turn to drive and I just sailed right past Emily and I started bickering after that she thought I wasn't what was the word compassionate and I thought she was reckless it took about 10 minutes before she finally dropped it although it wasn't because she conceded hey look there's another one sitting by the side of the road waving his thumb like it was the end of the world it wasn't another one though it was the same guy I'm sure of it only this time he looked like he had been out there for a few days his suit was streaked with the dirt and his hair was greasy there was a desperate strain on his face like a proud man trying to conceal his embarrassment it wasn't just my imagination either Emily recognized him too how do you think he got here so fast she wondered I don't know and I don't care I said this trip is supposed to be about us so let's not get distracted okay my car blew past him and I stayed the course we started arguing again and even when we agreed to drop it the argument just slithered into new topics she hated my music I hated how judgmental she was I was controlling she was picking fights over nothing it kept getting worse until we saw something that shoved both of us up real fast the hitch-hiker again another 20 miles down the road from where we had seen him last the bottom part of his shirt and jacket were ripped to shreds and blood was soaking through a concealed stomach wound he was stumbling along the side of the road weaving erratically wandering straight onto the highway at times were before pitching off to the side Emily could not believe that I didn't stop I couldn't believe that she still wanted me to I was starting to feel really uneasy by this point and the stress of our arguing was only making it worse she kept yelling about he was hurt and needed help she refused to even acknowledge how weird it was that he kept getting ahead of us she almost caused an accident by grabbing my wheel when I refused to turn around we drove for the next 50 miles in silence I turned the radio back on but she snapped it back off immediately it wasn't until I pulled off her gas when we saw him again facedown on the side of the road shirt and jacket gone long even bloody gashes from his shoulders down his back almost like bear claws or something I stopped the car and parked behind him Emily jumped out and knelt beside the body she looked up at me with uncomprehending rage burning behind her eyes like this was somehow my fault he's dead she sat him standing up can I call this in to the police or is that too much of an inconvenience for you too I nodded absolutely numb I filled up on gas while she waited with the body until the police arrived they asked us a few questions but neither Emily nor I felt comfortable explaining that this wasn't the first time we had seen him they took our information and let us get back on the road after about 15 minutes the car was silent for a long time after that it was starting to get dark and I kept suggesting places to spend the night but Emily just shrugged and stared out the window had the rate we were going we'd break up by the end of the trip and I wanted it to be over as soon as possible I just kept driving long after the Sun went down Emily fell asleep around midnight but I still continued driving she was so pretty like that and everything was going so well before this it was just so frustrating that such a random event that neither of us could predict would destroy us like this by around 2:00 a.m. I was getting pretty tired but I decided not to give up maybe if she woke up and we were already there then she would see how hard I worked for her maybe then we'd still have a chance to patch things up I caressed her hand and she returned the pressure I flirted with the thought that everything was going to be okay at least until she woke up and started screaming there wasn't any safe shoulder to get off on the highway so I had no choice but to keep driving she shut up quick enough but it was still about 10 seconds of hysterical breathing before she could even explain what was going on behind you in the back seat I glanced back then back at the road then back again the hitchhiker was in my back seat naked Sylvie covered with black blood and old wounds his elbows rested on his knees as he leaned towards us evidently still alive as he cocked his head to the side to regard me curiously what are you doing pull over Emily started screaming again I can't get him out did you go back what is he doing here I don't know open the door or something I slowed down gradually and put my flashers on to warn the cars behind me the hitchhiker reached around behind Emily and grabbed her by her throat I slam my fist into his arm and I felt something give away under the soft rotting flesh when I lifted my hand I could see a black bone from his forearm protruding straight through the skin he didn't seem bothered by it in the least she was crying as the dirty fingers dug into her throat pushing through her skin like it was made out of dough she was thrashing so hard that one of her flailing fists smashed straight through the window I managed to safely stop the car but there was nothing I could do to break the indomitable grip on her neck I jumped out of the car and ran around to the back seat with a hitchhiker maybe if I had a clear shot at him I could drag him out I flung open the door and lunged inside falling face-first onto an empty seat I thought he had already escaped somehow and ripped open the passenger side door Emily was gone - if it wasn't for the blood and the broken window I would have thought I had gone completely insane I spent the next hour searching the surrounding area with my flashlight they were both gone without a trace I considered calling the cops but I realized that if I wasn't already a suspect after the first body was found then I definitely be one now now that I was soaked in blood and my girlfriend was the one to disappear all I could do was get back on the road drive home and never tell another soul about what had happened that was my plan it wasn't a good plan but it was all I had and I would have done it too if I hadn't just passed Emily standing by the side of the road clean healthy waving her thumb enthusiastically in the air that was a few miles back but I stopped to write this because I don't know what to do from here if I see her again do I pick her up or do I just keep on driving and hope for the best [Music]

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Length: 11min 21sec (681 seconds)

Published: Sat Nov 04 2017