They probably found it, and they're going to leave it on the counter or some obvious place for you to notice so you start shaking like a little bitch, piss your pants, shit bricks, cry like your baby sister, and have a heart attack. Then they'll have the drug talk. Then they send you to your room while they run to 7-11 for some zig-zags and smoke your stash.

Sorry, man. Tough break.