"You don't believe the rumors about me?" Charlie asked,

Florence didn't know what to say. She did not know what to believe.

'He carved his name on this dude's arm when he got mad at him for no apparent reason..'

She doesn't even know him to believe him and the rumors about him doesn't seem to be believable.

"So..do you believe them?" He asked, tone insistent.

Florence didn't know what to say. She did not know what to believe.

'He killed his next door neighbors and threw them in the morning trash because they keep making their dog shit on his yard..'

She doesn't even know him to believe him and the rumors about him doesn't seem to be believable.

"So?" He was anticipating her answer,

She thinks that Charlie is suffering from insanity, but obviously he's enjoying it.

"Well, I don't actually know if its real or not" She shrugged, she wasn't lying.

"Its not. I'm not a murderer." Charlie looked like he wanted to believe what he said too.

She didn't answer.

She thinks that Charlie is suffering from insanity, but obviously he's enjoying it.

"Do you really think that I could kill those people?" He chuckled.

She still didn't answer.

She thinks that Charlie is suffering from insanity, but obviously he's enjoying it.

She looked up when she noticed that Charlie was trying to get something from his pocket.

A lighter.

"You smoke?" She asked, fidgeting with her finger. She never liked guys who smoked. "No, I don't. I just like to burn things." He exclaimed, shrugging.

Florence felt her throat starting to dry up.

"I was joking" Charlie smirked, an attractive scary smirk.

She doesn't even know him to believe him and the rumors about him doesn't seem to be believable.

She shook her head. How could someone joke about being an arsonist? Its not even funny.

She felt a little mad and upset like a pit of acid started to form in her stomach.

She really do think that Charlie is suffering from insanity, but obviously he's enjoying it.

She stood up leaving Charlie alone.

;;

"Where were you last night?" Alessa groaned first thing in the morning as soon as she saw Florence.

"What?" Florence exclaimed scratching her back.

"I got here late last night and you weren't even here, I kept knocking and you wouldn't open the door! I had to get my keys from my purse, do know how hard that was? I was extremely drunk and was seeing double" Alessa rolled her eyes. "Wait a minute! Are you with a guy last night?" She asked leaving Florence choke on her own saliva, guilty as charged, your honor!

"What made you think that I was with some guy?!" Florence sat on the couch, fixing her pony tail.

Alessa shrugged, "Whatever, I just had a feeling."

That's the thing about Alessa, her attention span is weird.

"Are you going to stay here? because I have to go to work." Florence exclaimed, walking out.