She does

After sending the message I fall asleep pretty quickly. And then, begin to dream.

Lightning crashes down on me, and this time it hurts. All of the hair is burned from my body and a zig-zag patterns lights up on my skin. The Lichtenberg figures remain glowing, even as the pain fades. I look around me and suddenly I'm in in the back of the church, and I know I'm undetectable from the shadows. I see Sister Rita staring at Father Liam from the pews as he practices a sermon. Her hands are between her thighs, arm moving. He stares at her, uncomfortable, but I can feel his arousal. The two make eye contact and his discomfort falls away. He looks like he's going to say something, but then doesn't. She makes little involuntary whimpers.

I feel a presence behind me. It's powerful, and I can't move or turn to look. It scares me, and I'm not sure I want to see it anyway. The scars on my body glow brighter and brighter again.

Then there's a pounding at my door and I wake up. The scene in the church fades from my mind until all I remember is that I was hit by lightning again. Fist collides with door again and I'm focused. Bleary-eyed, I make sure I'm presentable. My night dress is a pretty blue thing with little bows on it. It's nice and covering. I open the door to find my roommate with her phone out stretched toward me. Her expression is furious, and it takes me a moment to figure out that I'm supposed to be reading what's on the screen. I just woke up, so this shouldn't be too surprising.

It's a text chain between her and Ben. They're freaking out about how I'd posted about their loud sex on facebook. "Well?" she demands.

"Well what? It was a joke." I rub my eyes.

"It's not a joke to his mom! Or most of my family. I can't believe you did this, if you had a complaint about us doing it, you should have just said something. Not this... petty **** bullshit!"

I look at her, confused. "****? I was just teasing you guys. Seriously, I thought you two hadn't even done it yet, I was kidding."

She rolls her eyes. "Is that the best you've got? I know I'm not that quiet. There's no way you wouldn't know."

"I... don't know what to say. I'll go back on and post a retraction?"

Rather than respond, Paige gives a huff and leaves. I go to sit back on my bed and do that. This all feels wrong somehow. Seriously, I've never heard them have sex, and I know she's told me that she hasn't. Maybe I'm just oblivious, and she didn't want to tell the prudish church girl? Well, whatever. I go back to the post. It's now full of people laughing and tagging Ben in more comments about what a stud he must be. There's also one from one of his friends, Charlie, offering to let me come to his place next time Ben comes over here, which is sweet. But I post, "Sorry Ben and Paige, I was just kidding last night. I didn't mean it. Seriously, I can be such a gossip some times, I don't mean it." Then, I tag Charlie and say "I have a few places to go to get out of the house if Paige needs the apartment to herself, but maybe I'll take you up on that some time."