Submarine

It woke me up this Morning

Swaying, swaying. The creak of the chair in the corner. The stuffy heat. As if all the oxygen had been stolen from the room and instead was replaced with cotton. My tank top clung to my chest from the sweat the desperately wanted to cool my chest. I jolted forward realizing I didn't recognize the ill green walls and dimly lit cupboard sized room. The realization hit me hard. I was right where I was supposed to be. I grasped my chest trying to calm myself down.
"You okay mate?" Ask a voice from above I looked up and noted the bunk above me.
"Yeah sorry mate, forgot where I was for a moment" I heard shifting then a flash light turned on.
"It's only 1am Alex, go back to sleep." I nodded apologizing for waking him up.
"I think I'm going to go for a walk to tire myself out" I grunt was the last thing I heard before I was out the hatch door, coat in hand.
The circular halls were constricting as I made my way through. A chill air would cycle through the warmth. My footsteps carried up the metal walls in an eerie echo. As I turned a corner I spotted a chair with someone in it. I squinted my eyes trying to see if I recognized them. I strode over a sudden deterioration taking over as I approached I recognized the stranger. And in that moment they stirred their eyes fluttering open and looking to me a couple of feet away. I froze in place.
"Ah Turner, what are you doning up?" I walked the couple of feet to stand next to the chair and lean against the wall.
"I could ask you the same thing mister Kane" he cracked a smile at that " what are you doing sleeping on a chair out here and not in your room?" I asked trying to sound humble and not like I was questioning his authority.
"Well I'm supposed to be the night watchmen but I must have fallen asleep at some point. I've gotta keep an eye on you boys. Never know what mischief you might get up to" I nodded at this.
"Don't think you'll have to worry to much about me sir" I said pulling a cigarette box out. I held it open to him. He shook his head. Shrugging I lit myself one and took a long drag. I could feel him starring at me through the exhale
"I suppose you are right. What about you Turner, what are you doing walking around these halls at such an early hour? Helders not enough company?" I snorted at this.
"Oh he's plenty company sir, especially the snoring. Practically shakes the walls. But truthfully I just couldn't sleep. Nightmares I suppose" I looked into his dark eyes and felt like he could see right through me.
"Say, pass her here" he said nodding at the cig. I passed it to him watching him take a drag. The grey smoke muddling up his features "it's what happens when your in the deep. The nightmares. I get them as well, it's all in your head though. Nothing to worry about" he touched the the cold, wet walls and ran his hand on it collecting the moisture then shaking it off "she's not going down with out a fight, I can assure you that. Will be home by Christmas, don't you worry" I nodded. He squinted his eyes at me "you got a girl that's waiting for you back home then?" This peaked me up and I looked to him.
  "Uh no, I don't actually. No one really waiting for me. My parents threw me out ages ago"
"Oh,I'm sorry to here that Alex" I smiled at this. He took another drag.
"That's the first time you've ever called me Alex, sir" he coughed at this.
"Shit sorry I forgot" he said rubbing his neck.
"No it's okay! I like it! It's a bit annoying being called Turner. Being reminded of my Dad. Alex makes me feel more human" he hummed at this looking at me with a smile plastered on his face.
"Alex it is then, unless we are with the rest of the crew. If you are so inclined just Miles is fine with me" I looked into his eyes. Miles, Miles, Miles, I could get used to that.
"Miles it is" I got him to chuckle. It was a nice laugh.
"Well then Alex off you go, I have to keep watch and you need to go back to your bunk" I mock saluted.
"Yes sir!" I whisper shouted. He gave me a nudge.
"Oh just get going before I kick your arse" I made my way back toward my shared room with Matt. I took on last look back at him. He waved then placed the cig back between his lips.
I made my way back into the room shutting the door carefully. Matt stirred but didn't wake up. I crawled into bed no bothering to remove my jacket. I thought back to moments ago. How warm I felt. And the way Miles said my name. Miles. Fuck I think I'm in love.