Edward vs. Neighborhood

It was half past midnight, and Bella's house was dark and quiet. Her truck was parked against the curb, her fathers police cruiser in the driveway. I watched the house from the blackness of the forest that bordered it on the east.
	There was no evidence of any kind of danger...aside from myself.
	I listened, and picked out the sound of two people breathing inside the house, two even heartbeats. So all must be well. I leaned against the trunk of a young hemlock and settled in to wait for stray meteorites.