Trap house

Searches and Seizures

Luke's pov
Alex, Del, Brennen, Brian, and I went up to Logan's room to clean it out. Logan starts her medication tomorrow so all hell is about to break loose. "Do not reach for anything without looking at it thoroughly first. I don't want anyone getting cut." Everyone nodded and started to look through everything. I started pulling trunks out of closet and going through them. I opened the first one and my eyes widened. "Holy fuck."
"What?" I started pulling the various knives and weapons out and placing them in the lockbox.
"Every single thing need to be checked." I mouthed 'what the fuck' and looked at Del. He shrugged and continued looking. Alex was looking through one before she quickly shut it and left the room. "Alex?"
"Ye-yeah?"
"What was in there?"
"Something....that triggers me." I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Del, please look in there. Alex, why don't you just rest or play us some music." Alex nodded as she left and got her guitar and came back and sat in the floor playing it and humming. I smiled. "Babe, what's in the trunk?" He hands me a box of razor blades. I cleared my throat as my eyes watered.
"Brian, did you know about this?"
"I-I knew she cut....but not that she kept stuff...in her room." I nodded.
"She's gonna hate me more than ever tonight. We need to get this done so I can ask her to come home early." Everyone nodded and got back to going through things.
"Dad, I'm going to put the twins to bed." Alex picked up her guitar and left the room. After she left, I picked up one of Logan's notebooks and threw it at the wall.
"Damnit!" I yelled. Everyone jumped a little. Del walked over to me looking concerned. "I thought she was doing better, Del. Fuck!" I exhaled. "I'm okay." Del nods as he pulls his phone out and texts someone. "Who you texting?"
"Smii7y and Sam. I told them to check on Alex because she was already triggered and you yelling could've sent her in to a panic attack."
"Fuck!" I whispered/yelled. "Let's just go through her room and get this over with." He nodded as we continued going through everything.
"Bloody hell!" Brian yelled.
"What!?" He held up a bloody hand then lifted Logan's mattress up.
"Luke, your daughter is either paranoid or hiding shit. There's fucking knives through her mattress. What the hell?"
"Damn." Brian pulled one out.
"That's mine," I said. "I've been looking for that." He looked at me weirdly. "What?"
"Nothing." He continues to pull the knives out.
"Hun, there's a box," Del said handing it to me.
"I'm kinda scared to open it." I slowly lifted it open and immediately started crying when I saw what was inside.
"Luke, what is it?"
"Brennen, go be sure Alex is okay. You two can head to bed. I need a minute with Del and Brian." Brennen looked concerned, but nodded anyway and left. "The knives weren't for us. She wasn't keeping us out. She was keeping this box in."
"I'm still confused," Brian said.
"The knives were for Alex. This is a box that their mother gave Logan when she dropped them off." I showed Del and Brian the pictures of their mom and I pulled out the pacifier that was Logan's. I had tears streaming down my face as I turned to hug Del. He pulled me into a tight hug. "Brian, can you uh text Logan and ask her to come home. Please?"
He nodded as he pulled out his phone.
"Hey, Dad, did you get everything done?" Alex asked standing in the door. I shut the box.
"We're just about done. Only her desk which probably just has scissors. Maybe a few knives along the bottom," I said wiping my eyes.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, angel." She didn't look too sure.
"Okay, I'm just going to che-" She was cut off by the twins screaming. Alex ran out of the room. I handed Del the box.
"Put this in the lockbox. Get it in the office. I love you, baby." I kissed his forehead and ran after Alex. I walked into the twins' room and saw Alex trying to calm them down. "What's going on?"
"Bad dream." I nodded.
"You got this? Do you need help?"
"Can you hold them while I get my ukulele?" I nodded and grabbed the twins from her. She left the room and came back with her ukulele and started playing/singing "Oh Miss Believer" by TØP.

Oh, miss believer, my pretty sleeper
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder
Inside your head than the winter of dead