Help Me

Chapter 2

Dennis' POV

My eyes fluttered open. I was lying on a floor near my board. Whatever I was in was slightly tossing me up and down. I figured I was in the van. Then it came to a sudden halt, which made me roll to the front. The door opened and the bright sunlight poured in. I felt someone grab my ankle and pull me out of the van. The person stood me up and walked me into a sketchy looking warehouse. There I met up with a man in a suit. I had no idea who he was.
"Ah, Dennis Carl Wilson, welcome." he said.
"Hi." I replied. My head hurt real bad, but I tried not to let it show.
"You must be in pain after being smacked in the head by your surf board. Come on in. We'll show you to your room." the man said. He started walking and I followed him. I was followed by the people who had kidnapped me.
"So, why am I here?" I asked.
"All in good time, Dennis." the man said. I was confused. He continued to lead us through the warehouse, until we came to a room. I was roughly shoved into the room and they slammed the door and locked it.
"Why won't you explain anything?" I asked, but the man didn't hear me. He just walked away, not even bothering to answer my question.
Later that night, the man came back. That's when I tried again to get any answers.
"Why won't you explain anything?" I asked. The man ignored me again.
"Dennis, knowing anything will only make it worse when I reveal my plan." the man said.
"Why?"
"If you keep this up, I'll have to punish you. Keep quiet now." the man was calm when he said that. "Now, how does your head feel?"
"It's fine." I replied. The man nodded.
"That's good." he said. He said it in a way that it was a little scary. "Oh, Murry called. He's on his way."
"Why?" I asked.
"All in good time, Dennis. All in good time." the man said.

Mike's POV

I couldn't believe that Uncle Murry might've kidnapped Dennis to shoot us to the top of the charts. If he really did set up Dennis' kidnapping, then he's way more messed up then we thought. This whole thing didn't make any sense. Anyway, we went to go talk to Murry the next morning. He was sitting at his desk, in his office, talking on the phone with someone. Before we went in, we listened in on the conversation.
"I'm telling you, don't do anything until I get there." Murry said. I looked at Carl with a slight look of confusion. "Look, you can't do anything to him until I get there. Understand? Good."
"What is he talking about?" Al whispered.
"Shh." I said.
"Wait, you have Dennis there now? Hold on I'm on my there right now. Don't do anything or go anywhere." Murry said. He hung up the phone and we broke away from the door and acted normal. "Oh, hello boys. Where's Brian?"
"Hangover." Carl replied. Murry rolled his eyes and rushed out of the building. We followed him, knowing it would lead us straight to Dennis. As Murry hopped into his car, we snuck into mine. We left a few minutes after Murry, so we didn't attract his attention. And then we were off to to find Dennis.