you and Jack were always good friends, but then something terrible happened, you died in a car wreck

It destroyed him, you didn't want to leave you just stayed there, but he was going downhill every day when he knew he would never feel your gentle touch again, he started smoking and more

once at a football game he injured himself, he was sitting on the bench angry and saw you walking towards him and growled

"Back off! I don't need anyone's help, i can handle things on my own..."